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Manipulating Jenny Ch. 01

By: BeamMeUp



Dear reader: This story starts a series of real life erotic adventures of a superbly attractive 18 year-old prick teasing office girl in a big city. Jenny actually existed in such a job some years back, but in different name and the exciting adventures ahead happened as described, only with various embellishments to enhance your satisfaction. The author knows the main character intimately well and can assure you this is one good long series read you will enjoy. Stay!

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Office flirt Jenny, 18, doesn't mind being thought of as a prick teaser by other women in the big city office where she works nine to five. After all, she takes after her mother, a vivacious siren now 50, right down to her long jet-black hair.

Like her mother Jenny oozes sexiness, is fastidiously clean and treats her lithe body as a prize from God. Tight buttocks and all the curves in the right places, and always, always she keeps her pussy scrupulously free of hair with daily creams to keep it smooth as satin. Jenny dreams that one day she can be a first class photographic model if only the right shutterbug can discover her!

The Latino teen, six months off her 19th birthday, attracts more than casual glances wherever she goes in her provocative mini skirts, her long slender olive complexion legs and 38-inch firm breasts with slightly upturned big puffy nipples two inches wide and peaking one and a three quarter inches out. Her female associates, less endowed, hate her for wearing not just a bum freezer skirt but also such a thin nylon bra that fails to hide the way her puffies outrageously stand out like beacons yet are completely covered. Jenny's boss notices too, and he often calls her into his office to discuss her work even when it seems to Jenny that he just wants to perv on her body.

This Friday she wears her new plaited micro mini and favourite g-string under the pantihose as the g-string is so temptingly sheer it is almost clear as glass. Jenny bought the g-string at a sex shop for her own pleasure in an erotic moment, making sure it was one size too small and totally transparent. She likes to relish the fantasy of her boss finding her irresistible when she sits in the visitor chair opposite his giant executive desk to discuss work, as she knows he always does on a Friday and he likes to look at her legs. But it is another man that quite unexpectedly gets the best view.

Leaving work late after 5 Jenny decides to bypass the elevator rather than wait, ducking down the second floor stairwell. Unfortunately she slips and tumbles down several steps lucky not to hit her head but landing awkwardly on her left knee. It pains bad and Jenny curses aloud.

She hobbles back to the office and finds only her boss still there. Puffing from the fright she shows him her kinked knee. "Jenny you cold suffer some real damage to your knee," he said. "Lucky there is a good physiotherapist up on level 15 who doesn't close until 6 on week days." 

The boss picks up the phone and rings the physio's number. "Bill, this is Raymond on level 2, one of my girls has hurt her knee and needs you to look at it right now Can you spend some time on it and I'll pay your hourly rate if you flick me an invoice on Monday as this young lady is one of my best and needs to be in good hands right away." Jenny sighs with relief. Thank goodness not everyone shuts their door at 5 o'clock, she croaks. 

"Jenny, this therapist, old Bill I call him, is a real expert. Just trust him to know what he is doing. He's an older man, must be getting well into his 60s and looks a fat old fart but you can rely on him like he's your own grandfather. He really knows what affects the body."

But Jenny, so used to being in control and choosing her teasing moment, is horrified at the prospect of seeing a total stranger, especially a grandfather age man while wearing such provocative underwear, ultra short skirt and see-through bra. It is an unscheduled moment of her life she isn't prepared for. "What if he looks up my skirt; it is short you know," she says limply to her boss, not game to tell him she may as well be wearing crotchless panties. 

"Jenny, this man is a professional who is used to -- you know, seeing people in situations. They don't take any notice of what they see; it is all professional care." With her boss's reassurance, Jenny hobbles to the elevator and finds the therapist's door on level 15 after limping past every other tenant's darkened offices. When the somewhat fat old man sees Jenny his pulse jumps into overdrive.

Looking at his watch as though he is late, he hears her problem and promptly orders her to take off her pantihose so he can massage her knee. Old Bill looks at Jenny's superb bust line. "I don't want to ruin that lovely blouse you are wearing as I need you to lie flat back on the massage table so better take that off too, and those high- heel shoes." Jenny obliges, remembering her boss's endorsement of the man. She strips off her blouse, revealing up close and personal her very low cut skin coloured see-through bra holding a big set of youthfully pointed breasts. The old man smiles sweetly at her upraised puffy nipples straining tightly against the sheer nylon material and says, "it's just as well your boss sent you to me. This can't wait until after the weekend."

"Here, I will lift you onto the massage table," he proffers and quickly scoops her up, one hand behind her back and the other hand held flat under her mini-skirt, not realising until then of her daring underwear situation. As the burly built man picks her up in his strong arms his hands are feeling a surprising amount of bare supple skin under her mini skirt. He realises this cute gal is next to naked under her teeny bopper mini skirt, glimpsing the tiny g-string whale tale material disappearing between her well rounded cheeks .as he swings her up to the massage bench. This isn't happening, Jenny thinks, as she feels the palm of his hand sliding across her tight butt as he lays her down carefully.

"Good," he says, not surprisingly almost short of breath. "Now your boss says to take a good look at you and see what the problem is, Stay flat with your head against bench and bring both knees right up and pull your feet back as far back towards your butt." Jenny does as she is told and her mini-skirt crumples up to a point just higher than her pubic bone. The upskirt position Jenny finds herself in exposes her silky smooth high risen mound above a bulging pussy now thrust upwards in full view of the old man's gaze.

He can hardly believe his luck as he stares at the tantalising sight of a superb teenage cameltoe crease Jenny now unwittingly displays to his unexpected pleasure. The paper-thin stitching of the undersize g-string clings so tight around the base of her outer vulva lips that it squeezes her pussy into a tightly curved "presentation box" with such clarity that the old man could swear she isn't wearing anything at all. 

Jenny notices him staring between her legs and realises this old man will never have it so good as now. "My boss swears by you as an expert and says I must take your advice and instructions; I hope you can fix me up," she stutters with a hint of being conquered. 

"Yes" he replies, I am spreading your legs wide apart to see if there is any resistance from your accident. Tell me if it hurts. Then I lift one leg at a time up as high and without bending the knee, push it as far back as possible to compare the flexibility of both knees. Next I hold each leg up high and move it in a circular motion. I must know if there is a problem with your agility. Old Bill continues to do these stretching movements for 20 minutes, always focusing his gaze directly between her revealing thighs. As this continues, her legs swinging left and right, up and back and around and around Jenny feels her g-string slipping across to one side.

"Lie on your side now as I lift your legs in turn straight up high, no bending the knee, and hold it there for a minute like before". The old man gawks eagerly as these stretching movements finally slides the unsuspecting girl's flimsy g-string completely across to one side, exposing entirely her smooth hairless pussy. The close-up sight of her teenage honeypot stirs him like nothing before. Her crinkled vagina lips are sensually prominent forming a wide crack between both sides of her fat outer vulva lips. It's all so satin smooth without even the hint of hair stubble anywhere. Unlike some girls, her pencil-thick clitoris is quite large and is instantly noticeable at the tip of its protective sheath, probably already stimulated to some extent by his workout, he thinks.

"My goodness," he chokes, "you have the most perfectly shaped legs and bum I've seen in a long time and I've seen many." These words make Jenny feel like she is now conquering him. His heart beat races as he feasts on the supposedly innocent result of his expertly manipulative leg stretches and the multi-directional views he wins of her full-on genitals. He suddenly splutters, "Take off your bra," salivatating at the thrill of this young sexpot taking orders from him without question.

Jenny does as she is told as he sits her up topless and just stares at her upstanding, yet fullsome breasts, mesmerised for a moment by the starkness of her deep pink outreaching puffy nipples. "My God, what a body," he thought to himself. 

"Now turn over and lie on your tummy while I check your leg movements from behind. Jenny feels him moving her long legs wider apart and lifting each leg up high and outwards, then holding both legs in each hand and holding them up, out and around and around in such a way her vagina lips become firmer and start opening and closing, opening and closing, opening and closing and opening wider the longer he manipulates pressure on the region. He sees they appear very moist. This delights the old man as he keeps doing this for some time to the erotically picturesque office girl.

"Okay that's good Jenny," he says, "now turn over on your back while I massage this special healing oil into your knees. Now to get the best results I must massage it towards your heart by going to the very top of your legs". He does not tell her the special oil is based on an ancient aphrodisiac that penetrates deeply and stimulates sexually sensitive areas of the body. She notices he only slides his palms along her inner thighs but she feels the heat working already. "Ooh, I think it's already working as that feels oh, really penetrating," she sings.

"Best we slip you out of your skirt young lady so we don't get it soiled," he says and Jenny helps him pull it down and over her feet to the floor. Lying on her back again she is now virtually naked. The only clothing left on her body is her tiny g-string that rests to one side of her fat pussy. Jenny looks helplessly at the old man's eyes getting an uninterrupted full frontal view of her sexual delights as he keeps massaging the sensual oil from the knee right up to the inside top of her thighs to meet her most private part.

This is taking a long time and he apologises for going over the hour since she arrived. Inwardly though, Jenny is so psychologically stimulated knowing the old man is transfixed at her natural beauty that her pussy lips are feeling so moist she fears he must surely notice this. Every time he reaches the top inner thigh Jenny feels his knuckles lean on her exposed clitoris in a slow circular manner that seems so natural and unintended. 

The excitement of this makes her already upraised puffy nipples stand erect so that the tips seem begging to be sucked. This catches the old man's eye as he continues for another 15 minutes with Jenny starting to squirm and lift her buttocks up a few inches above the massage table every time he brush strokes her bared Lolita-like pussy. 

He moves her legs wider apart in a sexually exploited fashion and now Jenny, head back and unable to see, feels his fingers sliding around her clitoris in a dancing motion while his other hand caresses her sensitive inner thighs. The oil feels warm to hot, penetrating and somehow is making her feel like her loins are on fire. Her aroused clitoris responds to his sensitive butterfly-like caresses he disguises as accidental massage and, engorged from the inner flush of sexual intensity deep within her, Jenny's clitoris is now his sole fascination to touch again and again. The sensations his hands are working on her makes her growing passion unstoppable despite trying to stay in control of herself. 

Jenny feels an almighty orgasm is rising in her if this continues. Suddenly though, the old man too, sensing the moment is close, knows he has prepared the girl for something better on another day.

"That's it for today, my girl, I have put one and a half hours into you tonight but I want you to come back at the same time after work next Friday and each Friday for a month so we can make sure that knee is responding. Can you do that? " 

Getting dressed, she replies with a flirtatious nod, "Oh yes sir, I will be back." Jenny smiled at the man, thinking to herself, "You dirty old perv I bet you wish you could fuck someone as beautiful as me but in your dreams mate. Even funnier, she thinks, her boss pays the bill. If only her randy boss could see as much as the "fat old fart" upstairs did behind closed doors! 

When Jenny left, old Bill pulls out his nine-inch schlong and jerks off a load of cum on to the massage table, imagining it is Jenny's pretty face. "Prick teasing bitch," he shouts as he squeezes his penis dry. Then he goes to his diary and puts her name down for 5.30pm the following Friday.

END PART 1

Manipulating Jenny Ch. 02



It is Monday and Jenny, the baby-faced 18 year-old Latina office girl with a stunning figure is back at work. Her boss, a grey-hair man in his mid 50s, calls her into his office.

"Jenny, I've been worried about you all weekend since you fell over in the stairwell and hurt your knee. Because I rang someone to see you urgently on Friday after work and I am paying the bill, I want to make sure you got the treatment you deserve," he says quietly to her after closing the door. 

"It went well, sir, the old man there was a bit surprised that someone my age turns up in a teeny tight mini skirt when everyone is going home for the weekend on his floor," Jenny replies candidly. "He did spend about an hour and a half looking at my knee."

Her boss looked up surprised. "More than an hour for your knee?" "Well, he was very thorough as it involved lots of leg stretches and that sort of thing."

"Look Jenny, quite confidentially, I am considering whether to give you a very substantial pay rise as your work has been good but I must insist that I am sure no one out there is taking advantage of you just because you are a beautiful, young lady still in her teens

"No sir, no one is taking any advantage of me. I wouldn't let that happen but you did say I must trust the old guy and really I did because it was late Friday and no one else could have attended to my knee before the next day."

"Well Jenny, I'll tell you what. Let me be the judge of that as it was me sending a highly attractive young woman into a therapist's rooms run by a man probably 10 years older than me and after normal closing time. Huh, you probably think I am an old man, too, but if he took that long to check you out I must know more."

"What do you mean, sir? Jenny posed quizzically. "I guess I can only describe what happened and...." 

"No Jenny, the only way for me to know if that man was totally professional about tending to you, especially the way you dress, is to -- well, re-enact everything he did.

"How do you mean, sir? I do wish I could get that substantial pay rise as I have been a good girl you know"

"Jenny what I want you to do is to come to work tomorrow wearing exactly the same clothes you were wearing on Friday -- everything right down to your shoes and undies. We will wait until all the staff go home and I will lock the door so you can run me through stage by stage how he treated you. Now it must be exactly the same clothes -- that tiny mini skirt for example as it's the only way I can see things from another man's perspective."

"Are you saying you will play the role of the physiotherapist and I tell you what he did? "Yes exactly, only I will do what he did on your clear memory of what was done. Now it must be exact situation otherwise we are just wasting time."

Jenny went home that evening with some trepidation. Her boss, she figures, is just like all the other men out for a perv but on the other hand he is the boss and he has my interests at heart, she thinks to herself. And he is thinking of giving me a big pay rise. This is my opportunity not to miss out

"I think he is going to get quite a kick out of checking this old guy out," she says aloud as she imagines how it will unfold.

 Tuesday morning and Jenny showered earlier than usual and painstakingly made sure her pussy was immaculately clean and silky smooth from the special emollients she uses to keep her skin looking years younger. You never know, she thinks to herself, the boss may want an upskirt perv to justify that pay rise.

That day Jenny kept away from the boss so no one could twig to anything and made out she was going home, but doubled back at the office at 5.45pm. The boss is waiting for her, locking the door as she enters in her provocative micro mini.

"Look, what I've done Jenny is clear my oversize executive desk as a makeshift massage table to put all this into some semblance. In our re-enactment for me to decide if the old man upstairs treated you professionally or took advantage of your innocence, let's go through it stage by stage. What happened when you got there?"

"He asked me to take off my pantyhose, because he needed to massage my knee." The boss nods. "Okay Jenny, now take off your pantyhose for me as we are duplicating the events of Friday." 

"Yes sir, you did tell me to follow his advice and instructions so I will do the same now for you so you can decide everything" With that the pert 18 year-old steps out of her stockings and tosses them on the visitor's chair. "He then asked me to take off my high heel shoes and blouse so it didn't get crushed up." 

"So do it," the boss egged her. Jenny strips off her blouse, revealing up close her very low to the nipples skin coloured see-through bra holding her youthfully pointed breasts. Just like the old man, her boss smiles with a look of instant gratification as he gawks at her upraised puffy nipples straining tightly against the sheer nylon material. He figures the big cone shaped puffies capping her 38-inch firm breasts must be two inches across and with mounds peaking a good two inches outwards. Massive! His blood pressure starts to leap. 

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Jenny looks sheepishly at her boss and tells him he must now pick her up and lay her on her back on the executive desk they are using as a re-enactment massage table.

He quickly moved to her and picked her up exactly the same way as the therapist did on Friday. Until now, her boss had no idea that Jenny was into erotic underwear but as he deliberately put his left hand under her mini skirt to hold her by the buttocks, he realises she either has a thong on or maybe no pants at all after feeling nothing but smooth bare bum.

He lay Jenny on her back as the old man did but stuttered "You, you don't seem o be wearing any pants." Jenny giggled. "Sir, would I come to work not wearing pants? Of course I have something on -- it's my favourite g-string panty. Yes, it's very flashy sir but how was I to know I would have an accident sand end up on my back in front of an old man, a stranger?"

"Of course not," he muttered gruffly. Well, just don't think I am an old man just because you are nearly 40 years younger than me. Fifty five is not an old man, girl!"

"Sir, you will see as I lay back I am drawing my knees up very high and pushing my feet back close to my bum as the old man did on Friday." The boss looks fascinated as Jenny's tight and ultra short skirt rides up high on to her olive complexion stomach, revealing for him a sight he never thought possible.

The upskirt position the boss sees Jenny in exposes the silky smooth hairless high pubic mound above her bulging pussy inside the transparent material so sheer it is like looking through clear glass. The boss leans forward for a closer look seeing how this most private part of his young office girl is thrust upwards, hiding nothing.

Like the old man on Friday, her boss can hardly believe his luck. as he stares at the tantalising sight of the superb teenage cameltoe Jenny displays rather proudly now for his unexpected pleasure. The stitching of the paper thin g-string clings so tight around the base of her outer vulva lips that it squeezes her pussy into a tight arching high curved shape as though her pussy is about to burst through the flimsy see-through material. He stares in wonderment, then recollects himself.

"What did he do next," he asks Jenny, not wishing to take his eyes off her swollen pussy lips." You must now spread my legs wide apart and run your hands around my knees. Then lift one leg at a time up as high as possible without bending the knee, push them separately as far back as possible and compare the flexibility of both knees" Her boss didn't waste time following the instructions. "So this is what he did?"

"Yes sir, but a lot more. Now hold each leg up high and swing the leg around in a circular manner. You must keep doing this for at least 10 minutes if you want to be exact with the old man on level 15." Her boss complied, but hardly ever taking his eyes off her revealing thighs. As her boss continues all the movements done by the old therapist, Jenny sees the glint in her boss's eyes and knows he is enjoying this fact-finding mission. Uh oh, she thinks in horror, all this stretching and moving me about is making my g-string panty start to slip between my pussy lips. I should have known being one size too small might have its problems.

"Show me what he did next, boomed the boss who is now getting the hang of it." Jenny rolled on her side telling him he must now lift her legs up high without bending them and hold them there for a minute. The boss gawks greedily as these multiple stretching movements finally pulls Jenny's flimsy g-string cover completely into the crack of her pussy. Now her entire cunt is fully exposed to him for the first time. What previously was a transparent cover for her vagina is reduced to a mere bit of string nylon pulled deep into her crevice and emerging alongside her fully exposed clitoris. Like the old man before him, the boss is relishing a raft of different position views of the teenager's genitals. Watching her bare arse, between her legs, her bare pussy and breasts all at the same time while holding her legs apart from this side position is making the boss think he will wake up out of the dream. Her crinkled vagina lips push out from the exquisitely proportioned wide, fat and high vulva lips with the inner lips robust enough to make her crack quite dominating to the eye. Everything is fascinatingly so bare and smooth, not even the hint of a single hair stub he thinks, how does she keep this pussy so immaculate? The clitoris, he notes, is quite big -- can't miss it even when it's not even aroused. 

"Jenny, what did you have to do next?" She sits up and removes her bra, shaking her shoulders teasingly to make her remarkably firm big breasts jiggle about. He stares at her deep pink outreaching puffy nipples. "They are so large and beautifully formed, he finds himself saying aloud. "What happened then? Did he feel your breasts"?

"No, that would be unprofessional remember; I was asked to turn over and lie on my tummy while he checked my leg movements from behind. Jenny didn't say the old man spread her legs first from behind but giggled to herself as she feels the boss pushing them apart. "Now you must lift each leg up high and outwards, then holding both legs in each hand and holding them up, out and around and around for about 15 minutes." This action was lifting Jenny slightly off the desk and in he air.

Throughout this entire rear view workout, the boss had complete scrutiny of Jenny's ever-inviting fat pussy with those perfectly formed wide outer lips making him drool. He enjoys seeing her fully exposed vagina lips opening and closing just like on Friday for the old man and imagines how good it must be to thrust a hard cock into her from this position. This series of exercises really thrills him as he watches how her generously moist vagina opens wider the more he works her over.

"Is this where he finished? He asks Jenny expecting a yes because what could possibly beat this? "Well sir, you must now order me to lie on my back as you rub this oil I brought for the occasion." The boss nods and says," just on the crook knee?" Jenny sighed. "Sorry. I was told to take off my mini skirt first and so now I will for you."

She lay back fully prone and virtually naked in front of her boss. Her big firm breasts standing up so firm with those large puffies is a sight for him to behold. The only skerrick of cover clothing left on her young body is the battered g-string now pulled out of sight into her vagina.

"What did the old man do to you next then? Jenny smiled. "He massaged this oil from my knees both legs right up inside the inside of my thighs and right to my pussy. As you can see, at this stage everything is there for him and you to see and while I had my head back and couldn't see his hands, I could feel his fingers caressing my magic button for quite a while."

"Well, if that is what he did, then so must I " Every time he reaches Jenny's upper thighs the boss doesn't just rub against her clitoris like the old man, he plays with it tantalisingly, and runs his fingers across the entire area of her pussy, squeezing the outer lips together in a pouting manner, and running his fingers up and down her vagina before plunging them deep inside. His in and out, in and out fast actions and flicking her clitoris around playfully made Jenny's nipples stand up rock hard from sexual excitement. The boss saw this and wished he had a camera or could suck them, but he remembers he can only do what his office girl describes about Friday's therapy. "Sir, "Jenny interrupted after enjoying this for a while, he didn't put his fingers inside me like that, he was only flicking my hot spot." The boss keeps going anyway.

As he continues to play with her pussy as he imagines the old man did, Jenny starts squirming about and lifting her buttocks up several inches from the desk as passion mounts inside her. It is a combination of being touched and the sensuality of being in this position at the mercy of her boss. For his part he can't believe this is happening or could ever happen as much as he always wanted to get a good look up Jenny's short skirts when she sat opposite him in his office to discuss work. One day as she crossed her legs he thought he saw her pussy without pants but dismissed that notion as ridiculous.

Now though, he is living the dream. This is my 18 year-old office girl; he thinks to himself, she is so fuckable. Just look at her, completely naked in front of me and actually allowing me to see her lying like this on my desk and touching her and working out all the best angles to view her incredible Lolita pussy. All because I want to check out if the therapist was acting properly. 

The boss keeps rubbing the sex shop oil sold from under the counter into her inner thighs and gently massages it into her highset hairless pubic mound. He then gently massages it into the whole area of her naked genitals and Jenny feels the sexual action of it deeply penetrating her upper thighs and pussy lips. The whole area feels on fire. Her prominently aroused clitoris is now peaking its intensity to the overpowering assault on her sexual senses. Her boss is gripped in ultimate pleasure. He revels in making her powerless under his control, yet her exquisitely curvaceous teen body commands him to lose his self control as she lays before him squirming, panting and moaning in the nude.

Jenny feels an almighty orgasm is rising inside her and shouts to her boss "don't stop, don't stop" as she arches her back right off the desk, legs apart with his flashing fingers concentrating on her erect clitoris. "Arrrrgh, aaaarrrgh, she moans louder and louder, her whole body shaking, her firm breasts quivering the nipples standing up so hard her boss didn't know what best to look at during this sensational display of sexual explosion by the beautiful teen. Suddenly Jenny's whole body goes rigid and she lets out a long drawling moan like he has never heard before and then she slumps back flat on the desk her quivering breasts and face perspiring and her body still feeling spasmodic shivers as a series of mini orgasms run through her.

Now her boss just sits and watches the afterglow of the teenager's intense peak of sexual expression, somewhat entranced by the savagery of it, yet the sheer beauty it all. He thinks to himself, that dirty old bugger upstairs did all this just to check out her knee. My God, I am in the wrong business.

Eventually Jenny recovers enough and sits up her breasts jiggling about as she shakes herself and purrs "Oh gee sir, you did it just perfect. Now you know exactly all the things the old physiotherapist did to get my whole body back on balance as he called it."

"Look Jenny, first of all I'm satisfied the old man on Friday acted quite proper in the total way he handled your injury. I am satisfied that he did not take any advantage of your innocence even though you went to him in a very, very short skirt, highly provocative underwear and had to end up naked in front of him. Yes, the fact he didn't try to fondle your lovely breasts when he had the chance shows he was not being diverted from doing the things that would help your actual problem. I do think you can trust him, as I said before, as though he was your grandfather."

"Thank you sir, that makes me feel more relaxed now. I'm glad you insisted on me showing you what happened up there so we both know it was all done professionally and not taking advantage of an innocent girl. Now are you still thinking of giving me that substantial raise?" 

The boss pondered as Jenny dressed. "Jenny let's get together here after work the same time next week as tonight and we will work out your new pay rate. I'm sure you will be happy. All I need to determine the exact amount is for you do carry out a few simple requests for me. Okay?"

"Yes sir, I will not let you down."

END PART 2



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 03



SYNOPSIS: Continuing the erotic adventures of a voluptuous 18 year-old prick teasing office girl whose motto is look but don't touch. She can't stand ugly men, fat men, bald men, or old men, so how does a fat, ugly, bald old man get the better of her? Read on. 

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Latina teenage sexpot Jenny's second appointment is due today with the fattish and bald 66 year-old physiotherapist in her office building a week after bunging up her knee tripping down the stairwell.

It is not his fault that she is sent there by her boss just on closing time a week ago in the kind of attire that epitomises her taste for teasing men: a mini skirt that barely reaches the tops of her long shapely legs and under it, see-through g-string panties. 

Jenny takes after her late mother as a voluptuous office flirt with a stunning film star- like 38-22-34 inch figure who thrives on the exotic. She is the envy of many women, and the curse of her female workmates who intensely dislike her daring dress style that strangely escapes criticism from the boss Raymond, a grey-haired but good looking man in his mid 50s.

Everywhere she goes Jenny attracts attention. She likes that and doesn't care if she is known as a prick teaser. Her well formed large breasts are firm, and turn up at their points, peaked by wide and thick puffy nipples, She exploits her sexual beauty at any opportunity by wearing sheer skin coloured low cut bras, showing exciting deep cleavage and blouses that don't hide the fact. She hopes that one day a professional photographer will discover her and put her on he road to fame and fortune.

Because by nature she thrives on teasing men with her natural beauty and provocative dress style, she feels good about being a bit naughty now that her boss is convinced the old physiotherapist she sees tonight about her crook knee is not a dirty old perv after all. Sir, as she calls her boss, insists on an after hours re-enactment assessment after the staff go home as to why the man takes more than an hour to look at her knee after she tripped down the stairwell just a week ago. Jenny thinks it is wonderful her boss cares enough for her welfare to get her to re-enact everything the therapist did for some 90 minutes to make sure he didn't take unprofessional advantage of her The boss gives the old therapist's style of treatment his personal approval as being thoroughly within the scope of his calling. That makes Jenny feel more relaxed about going back there this evening.

Anyway, she thinks, I like to be admired for my figure and so what if he sees more than he should. It's kind of kinky to know he is looking at me and I am controlling his mind to admire me whether he likes it or not. Besides, he can't do anything because he's a professional as my boss agrees. So with all these thoughts running through her head Jenny wants to continue her prick teasing ways despite. She loves to use the magnetic power of her youthful beauty and sexiness to dominate and chooses her extra ammunition carefully. That day the boss lets her go home a few hours early and she heads to an adult store where she finds a remarkably cheeky African style loincloth with a skin coloured shoelace thick wait band. It is quite, barely covers her and excites Jenny because it is exotically different to her other sexy undergarments. Trying it on in front of her full-length mirror at home she finds the length of the skimpy garment only just covers her private parts by an inch or so. That's standing up but lying down could bring it up a few inches. It's too late anyway. 

Jenny clips on her shimmering thin slave chain around her left ankle, dons a matching one for her wrist and selects her favourite neck chain that drops just a few inches down on to a ruby gemstone, all gifts from her loving stepfather who has raised her since eight when she lost her mum in an accident .She likes the way her dad understands her feminine instincts and puts up with her fetish for adventure, always warning her not to go too far.

Even when she's undressed, she thinks, just these trinkets alone make her feel dressed sort-of, but much more sexy. There is something about a nude gal wearing nothing but a piece of jewellery or trinkets like the 'slave' ankle chain. Now the new mini, a hot pink pleated satin one that falls just a few inches lower than the loin cloth she substitutes for her standard g-string panty. Daddy hasn't seen this one yet to approve but by the time he's home from work Jenny will be gone and can't tell her to take it off. 

Jenny now paints her Mount Everest puffy nipples with an applicator to make them richer in colour and more alluring. She applies her hot pink lip gloss that makes her full shaped lips moist and comely. She finishes off with a body perfume designed to heighten the senses.

On her way to the appointment she asks herself why is she going to all this trouble for what is basically a sports type injury check-up to a knee by an old fart close to 50 years older than her? She can hear her daddy shaking his head and saying she's going too far. But the devil on Jenny's shoulder easily answers the question that the old therapist treats her like a lady and she loves to be admired for her beauty anyway. Just having her as a patient must make him feel 20 years younger so that's that. Her boss is convincing that he's thoroughly professional so let's go along for the ride, she laughs to herself.

She is running late and the building is in half darkness by the time she trudges past closed office doors to his consulting rooms. The old man is waiting with a bathrobe wrapped around his waist, "Just made it out of the shower in time," he chirps as he ushers her inside and locks the solid door.

"Tonight Jenny I want to make sure your knee is feeling better but my of my, you look gorgeous tonight, are you off to see your boyfriend?" 

"Er, yes, she stutters but not until after he finishes work at 9 o'clock."

"Well, that gives me the good 90 minutes so let's start with you taking off your pantyhose, blouse and shoes but leave on that cute little pink skirt eh?" Jenny does as she is told and stands before him like a sex goddess, a very young one at that, in just the mini barely covering her bottom. He is overjoyed to see she is not even wearing a bra this time and for a few moments, seems glued to the spot as his eyes take in her statuesque beauty. Mmmm," he says, putting one hand under a breast and jiggling it, "you are so lucky to have those fine exhibits my young lady; a lot of women are jealous I'm sure. Anyway, down to work." She remembers he didn't touch her breasts before but it was only a light pushing upwards touch under them.

Swiftly, the solid built man scoops her up and plonks her on the massage bench. "We have a couple of more advanced stretches to do tonight to test that knee," he says as he lays her on her back and brings both legs up to their highest point, pushes them outwards and wide, then brings her feet right back close to her butt and asks Jenny to hold on to her feet and hold them as he brings her knees pointing right back and turned outwards, flat against the massage table. Her knees are now aligned close to her armpits as she clings to her feet, holding them back tightly.

In this explicit position nothing is sacred to her privacy. The tiny loincloth is pulled back, now covering only her navel. Her big firm breasts sit up like monuments. Pulling back her legs flat against the table, she is lifting her buttocks upwards so that her spotlessly clean anus is in full view, her baby smooth hairless vulva with its well rounded wide puffy outer labia lips thrusts upwards, the extreme stretching angle making her outer and inner pussy lips spread outwards.

Jenny lies there motionless, eyes shut most of the time, wondering what he must be thinking He must be reading her mind as he apologises for the uncomfortable and rather awkward stretching exercise. "I'm sorry if it's a bit uncomfortable but it's an advanced exercise we could not dare attempt last week; it is all for the good," he says. After five minutes he lets Jenny rest a minute then repeats the same exercise for another full five minutes, biding his time scanning his experienced eyes over every detail of her nakedness

As she lies there in this stretch position for a total of 10 minutes, most of the time with her eyes shut, the male penis-like glans of her clitoris juts out distinctively from the tip of its foreskin-like sheath. The old man senses Jenny is getting some kind of sexual excitement from exposing herself in such exquisite innocence as he sees her vagina lips becoming moist from the strength of her imagination. In her whole 18 years Jenny has never exposed so much of her private parts as she finds herself doing for this old man.

He rolls Jenny on her side, one side first then right over the opposite way as she lies back in a prone position to do a new set of explicit full length leg movements. He slowly swings her bare arse around on the bench as he turns her outstretched legs slowly around in wide loops. As he tuns her over to repeat the 10-minute set from the other side he accidentally - she thinks - snags the clip holding her loincloth waist band and making the garment come off. He simply puts it with her other clothing. From this moment on Jenny is wearing only her pink micro mini which is pulled right back to her navel, offering no modesty. 

He is glued to the teenager's smooth, pre-pubescent looking pussy from a side position, but ever changing the profile as he swings her torso about in different positions. The upskirt show he is treated is the best in his lifetime because of her young age, natural beauty, incredibly tight body and erotic dress manner. He finishes this set of exercises by spreading her knees out to their widest possible position and bringing her feet together in a holding position for a full six minutes. The fat outer labia lips of her cunt lean outwards away from her clitoris, now very prominent with a gap either side of its hood while the previously crinkled lips of her vagina are now taut, and inviting a wide entrance to her honey pot. 

"Your whole body is tense, I can feel it," he says "We need to massage that tension out of you so that all these exercises will be worth the trouble to make sure your strained knee is okay from now on. Just take off your skirt so it won't get soiled." She lies there now like a goddess ready to be taken, completely naked apart from the metal trinkets that adorns her body but cover nothing. The old man thinks the flimsy chains she wears in her now submissive situation adds considerably to her sensuality, bordering on erotic. 

After feeling and prodding Jenny's affected knee, he suddenly drops the towel from around his waist and Jenny sees he has nothing on but is caught breathless by the size of his huge penis. "I have to be naked too because the electricity from my hands is far more effective on your body than if I am wearing clothes," he murmurs quietly in her ear. Jenny nods, remembering her boss's confidence in him not taking any unfair advantage of her. She is thinking how big is that thing? It must easily be nine inches or more and thick as a pole. 

He puts her face down and does her back, buttocks and long shapely legs first and as the oil dries well into the skin, he uses both hands to squeeze the cheeks of her arse, starting high and moving down between the legs where his expert squeezing in an upwards manner close to her genitals. His smooth technique forces her generous vagina lips to open wide, then close a bit, then open wide again until eventually he notices her arousal by the way her love juices are making her vagina superbly moist. The old man continues this for a further five minutes until her pussy is hopelessly wet. . He turns her over and sits her upright to massage her bulging breasts, covering them in his aphrodisiac penetrating oil that seems to heat up and stimulate her extended puffy nipples. He spends much time feeling all over her breasts and keeps jiggling them, and manipulating the puffies until the nipples expand half an inch out. After massaging her breasts for a good 15 minutes he lies her flat and rubs her whole body in the exotic oil, leaving to last her genitals.

He squeezes her fat outer lips inwards from both sides pushing up the inner labia lips and making her swollen clitoris head stand out. He massages the oil into her outer lips with surprisingly delicate fingers and then runs his fingers up and down between the outer and inner lips, kneading the high mounted clitoris sheath side to side and always giving glancing caresses to the glans head of the clit. His index finger rubs tantalisingly in a circle movement around the inside of her gaping vagina's entrance before plunging several fingers into her hole to spread the sexually stimulating oil deep into her cauldron.

Jenny is on fire. He watches the glossed lips of her passionate mouth, the way she is sticking her tongue out and rolling it around her lips. At times pushing her tongue right out and leaving it out. This is a hot 18 year-old in the spell of an experienced old man. The oil, imported from South America, is specifically designed to light the fire in any woman and Jenny is consumed as he rubs it into her anus, puffy nipples and around her inner thighs and repeats his intricate probing of the exterior and inside of her pussy,

The fire is raging stronger in Jenny's loins and she starts masturbating freely in front of him, her arse shifting about and rising up and down on the massage table, her low moans becoming louder and more anxious. He takes her hand away from her clitoris and puts the aphrodisiac oil soaked finger into her mouth, leaning over her, his fully erect penis leaning flat against her soft skin. She sucks greedily on his finger until she drains it dry of the edible oil that now brings on even greater internal sexual intensity. He looks at Jenny's face. She is miles away somewhere on another planet. She stares upright, her eyes wide open, her mouth in a pouting position as if she's going to kiss, her tongue keeps coming right out and systematically licking her shiny Latina lips. Her breasts are perspiring, her hips start pulsating up and down in short thrusting movements and her moans grow louder under the man's complete control.

He takes in the amazing scene that lies before him, as if in a movie snapshot - a beautiful fully naked teenage girl, just 18, writhing seductively on her back totally naked with heaving big firm natural breasts, superbly large upraised puffy nipples, a generous pussy absolutely hairless and so satin smooth he could eat it, and a face good enough to be a classy model. Better still, he thinks, she completely relies on him. The old man moved quickly to seize the moment and pushes his huge schlong up to Jenny's mouth to see if she rejects him. Jenny, feeling nothing but a rising tide of explosive passion from the way his sexy manipulations conquered her self control, surprisingly takes his cock eagerly around tightly closing lips. The old man gently pushes it further into her mouth and then pulls it back and forth a few times teasingly before allowing Jenny to willing vigorously run her mouth up and down his huge erection. He thinks this young lass must be well trained by someone for the way she is using her tongue and hot lips on the business end of his thick weapon.

The teenager's right hand goes to her thighs as she fingers herself, the old man watching in unbridled pleasure. He hopes he doesn't suffer a sudden heart attack from the unprecedented thrill she unintentionally provides. She plunges three fingers in and out of her vagina for a while then rubs the engorged clitoris in a fast circular way with all of her fingers while the vagina lips stay wide open and her whole pussy quivers to the clockwise rubbing movements. 

He knows if this keeps up he will explode a full load of cum into her mouth and may miss the greatest prize of all -- fucking her while she is lying back begging to be taken. The old man pulls his cock from her mouth and says "Jenny, you don't just look very beautiful, you are very beautiful in everything you do" These words enrich the multiple sensations she experiences, almost out of control and it's game on. The teenager watches anxiously as he drags her butt, legs apart, to the edge of the massage table. Her pulse is racing as she glues her eyes on his huge upright rod as he aims the loaded missile on target and plunges his full 10 inches up to his balls in her wet passion pit.

Jenny seems oblivious about what is happening. This man has every major physical attribute she dislikes, yet here he is fucking her and she wants it. She grips her legs around his back and squeezes her thighs hard as she can, locking him into her body, moaning and gasping. Her tongue darts in and out; her feet are swaying high in the air now as she feels the utter fullness of his thickness of his shaft thrashing in and out with increasing intensity. He taunts her by suddenly slowing his thrusts, then stirring his rod around and around before resuming breakneck speed as she shouts, Faster! Faster! Faster! Fuck me harder old man! I am yours! Have me! Do it! Come in my face! Don't stop!

Jenny is helpless being driven to the brink of sexual ecstasy from the fullness of his rock hard erection deep inside her. The sheer thrill of being taken like this wearing only her trinkets makes her mind flash back to her first experience in a similar manner some five years earlier. The old man on her now is panting loudly and knows he is about to explode. He whips it out and she catches the full stream of sperm across her face and breasts, The Viagra he takes gives him the energy and sperm load of a much younger man and Jenny takes the full force of six separate spasms, some of the first spurts landing directly into her wide open mouth. . He puts his battle weary weapon up to her mouth and she gladly licks it dry. He attempts to wipe the cum off her forehead, nose and cheeks as some drips out of her mouth and runs down her chin. "It's alright," she says meekly, "it happened on my very first time. I guess you men just like to get it on a girl's face." The old man tells her if she rubs his cum into her face and breasts it is good for her complexion, so she does it, licking some of it from around her lips after gob swallowing one large spurt landing on her tongue. "Jenny you are sensational, the best patient I ever treated, and I really hope the last part of the exercise program got rid of that tension in your legs. I think you needed that, there was a lot of pent up emotion there and it's good for your health to get rid of it."

She looked at him in wonderment, still sitting there stark naked as though she is fully dressed. "Can we keep this a secret then, I mean my boss and my stepdaddy isn't going to approve if they knew what happened."

He smiles and says back, "Jenny what happened is you came to me to be fixed up and I fixed you up. No one needs to ever know the details." 

At home that night Jenny slept very sounding with a big smile on her face. So did the old man across the other side of town.

To be continued -- in Manipulating Jenny -- Part 4 Jenny's boss asks her has she ever made love to a woman, if not, would she. Watch for the ongoing adventure of this hot 18 year-old office junior. 



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 04



Summary: Voluptuous 18 year-old office flirt Jenny in stockings and garter belt, helps her boss make a decision, and she learns of another woman wanting to meet her for a lesbian encounter.

Tuesday arrives a week after Jenny's 55 year-old grey haired boss says he will discuss giving her a substantial pay rise. He gives her the day off so the staff will not get suspicious of her lingering back late. The women there are already very jealous of her and wish she's get a job somewhere else.

She is to turn up at 6 pm, late enough for the office to be well and truly closed in case any staff member is delayed getting out of the place. Jenny uses the day to carefully prepare for her vital meeting.

She thinks wearing something very executive looking might be the go instead of her usual prick teasing mini skirts that only just cover her firm shapely buttocks.

She wants to be alluring as possible to make him more generous than he might want to be so she decides for sheer stockings and lace garter belt, something she figures any good secretary close to her boss is probably wearing. 

Returning home she tries on the sheer pale blue stockings set. Very raunchy, she thinks. Her choice of g-string panties she bought from an adult store is a brand called Daddy's Girl It is skin coloured ultra fine silk that when stretched tight becomes almost see-through. 

It fits very tight either side of her well-developed outer vulva lips, pushing the hot centrepiece of her pussy into a prominently upraised position that strains her crinkled vagina lips and well formed clitoris into the flimsy silk as though it could burst through. Now that, she thinks, is stunning; it stirs the undercurrent of passion deep wwithin her.

She knows her boss Raymond is fascinated by her natural beauty, especially her 38-inch firm breasts that turn upwards slightly at the points where her thick two-inch high puffy nipples really stand out behind her transparent bras and white cotton blouses in normal office hours every working day. 

Her penchant for showing off her long shapely legs in mini skirts and provocative blouses with such deep low cleavage never fails to enrage the other female office staff where to them, she is the office junior The older women wish the boss would fire her for being so cheeky.

This Tuesday she chooses a new bra to match her sexy panties. It is also skin coloured but made of sheer lightweight nylon with holes where the nipples are exposed.

It fits so perfectly and seems made for her own big puffy points as they jut out aggressively. like something from a 3D artist's handbook. She paints her nipples for a richer and more lustrous appearance. It definitely heightens her sexuality Her natural lipgloss matches her Latina complexion but gives her mouth a sexy moist look around her well-formed lips 

She dons her two-piece navy business suit purchased from an upmarket boutique. The skirt zips undone from the back and comes halfway to her knees. The top is made of matching navy with a button up front that goes right to the neck. 

For the first time in her office life, Jenny is actually fully covered. No low cleavage, no exposed thighs or see-through blouses. What will the boss think, she wonders as she clips on her tiny ankle slave chain, neck chain, bracelet and ear rings and finally her matching high heel shoes.

Arriving at the office just after 6 that day as arranged, she is ushered into the boss's office where she spies a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket and two flute glasses. 

Raymond stands back astounded at his new look junior. The well-endowed teenager has suddenly become the executive look businesswoman – at least that's in his mind at first glance. 

"You look splendid Jenny, I haven't seen you before looking so er, business-like."

"Well sir, now your secretary Marilyn is leaving to get married and move away I expect you will be advertising for a new secretary an maybe, just maybe, I could be her." Raymond looks her in the eye and says "Jenny, I've been thinking about that too, but there are certain skills like shorthand and financial things that you haven't mastered yet and..." 

Jenny looks sad for a moment, suddenly realising that despite how she is dressed, he will still see her as the office junior "Let's have a drink while we're talking anyway," he says and pours her a glass of French champagne. 

After a second glass and small talk the boss says he is considering making her his personal secretary if she qualifies and leave an older secretary to do the shorthand and other stuff that requires several more years experience.

"What does a personal secretary do then?" Jenny asks innocently. "Well mainly just to be there on hand in areas of confidentiality. A boss has to trust someone implicitly and he takes that person away on cross border business trips involving air travel and staying in penthouse hotel suites. Sort of like the Pretty Woman movie, he jokes, but I'm not Richard Gere unfortunately."

Jenny's mood picks up. "Gee, I could do that, if only my stepdad doesn't mind me being away for a while if the opportunity came up." My daddy is pretty strict with me since he raised me on his own after mom died, he's made me into the woman I am today."

The boss pours Jenny a third glass of the champagne and says, "Your daddy will be proud to know you are being promoted because your work is very good. Let's toast the prospect you could soon be my personal secretary and perhaps accompany me on a very important business dinner soon where I hope to close a very big deal I've been negotiating for months." Jenny's eyes light up and she swigs down the bubbly without further hesitation.

"And tell me, how does a nice looking executive personal secretary like my Jenny dress for the office before she puts on her outer suit? Is she conservative as the outside looks," he asks half seriously.

Jenny is already imagining she could soon be like Julia Roberts and the boss like Richard Gere. After all, she thinks, I've got the hair colour and a body just as sexy as her. 

"Oh sir, you are so cute. When you told me you were considering giving me a substantial pay rise I just had to come to the meeting dressed sort of businesswoman-like rather than turn up in my usual mini skirts. I will show you if you promise not to tell anyone." 

"Go ahead Jenny, you have my word, here let me unzip you at the back". Jenny ducks into his adjoining small bathroom instructing him to shut his eyes until she comes out again. She takes off the skirt and matching top that goes to her neck and returns to his big office dressed in only her bra, g-string panties, stockings and garter belt with navy high heel shoes that matched her outer clothes. "Open your eyes sir, here is your new personal secretary – I hope."

It is not what he is expecting; it's more. His eyes light up as he looks up at her from his lounge seat chair, a stunning sight He doesn't know what to look at first – he's never seen her in stocking before especially sheer nylon with its lace garter belt. She twirls around slowly as if on a catwalk and he gets a good look at the shoelace string g-string running up between her bare cheeks and the front view literally lifts him out of his seat. 

Beneath her exposed and projecting hairless mound of Venus her skin coloured sfine silk woven panties grip her outer pussy lips so tight both the already smooth labia are squeezed in from each side and accentuate the high shaped curve of her complete vulva as it sweeps down in a graceful arc between her thighs. 

The boss can see this is a tight fit with the vagina and clitoris areas crammed so tight they leave nothing to the imagination. Her painted, upturned thick puffy nipples seem as though they are bursting through the designer holes in the tips of her sheer bra. The boss is almost speechless as he also does a quick bit of navel gazing around the flat stomach of her trim 22-inch waist.

"Jenny, you are beautiful. Do you, know, it is my ultimate fantasy to have a secretary come into my office dressed in skimpy underwear, high heels and sheer stockings. I did not expect this. Here, have another drink and let's celebrate you making a big impression. Please walk around the office for me and let me admire you just the way you are. Just imagine it's a normal working day and I call you into my office."

Jenny walks out the door and re-enters with innocence written all over her face and says coyly: "Sir, here are the reports you are waiting on. Would you like me to stand her while you take a good look at them?" Jenny cheekily cups her hands under each breast as though she is talking about her body, not some imaginary business reports.

She knows her boss is agog at her natural beauty and she wonders where this will end. She feels randy and wishes he could make this all very worthwhile. 

She is on her fifth glass of wine now and she feels very liberated as Raymond beckons her to sit on his lap while he discusses her pay rise, her new position and the benefits of working for him in a more personal way.

She plonks her bare bum on his lap and without thinking, puts one arm right around him. Her nipples press into his silk business shirt and he can feel them against his skin. He can't take his eyes away from them, they command his attention with such prominent mounds jutting out one an a half inches from the satin smooth light brown skin of her breasts. This is a dream come true for the greying business owner.

He gathers himself, reminding who's in charge here. "Jenny, first the downside then the upside. The downside, if you can call it that, is that as you are only 18 and by office seniority by age you are still the office junior. There is still so much to learn. The upside is that I am making you my personal secretary, answerable to nobody but me."

Jenny throws her arms around him and hugs Raymond and their lips almost meet. "Sir, I will not let you down, you don't know how much this means to me."

"Jenny, I haven't finished and when I finish you must take notice that your pay, your extra benefits and your title are commensurate with you meeting my terms and conditions. If you do, the job and conditions are effective tonight."

"Jenny is swooning at the prospect of feeling important – like Julia Roberts was to Richard Gere in Pretty Woman, the movie she sat through four times. The difference is that in the movie, thinks Jenny, she was a hooker and I am a personal secretary in a big city office.

Raymond empties the second bottle of champagne and hands her the top-up. "Your salary will increase 500 per cent and I will provide you with a BMW cabriolet, fully insured and maintained by the business as long as you stay with me." 

Jenny almost chokes on her drink and splutters at what she heard. "My God, are you serious sir, you will provide me with a European sports car?" 

"Jenny, I am outlining what's in it for you. This is just the start. If you do your job really well and impress me, you will discover other nice surprises coming your way. I am taking your trust very seriously. Anyway, you can earn an additional $1000 a month cash in the hand bonus for coming up with ideas...."

"What kinds of ideas, sir?" 

"Well, I'll explain more about that later but I am sure you will rise to the occasion and I am sure I will too, in working on them with you. Now my terms are that you consider various requests I put to you, and thinking of what I am offering, accept those as orders or forfeit the benefits."

"Of course sir. That sounds very simple and I understand. You are being very generous. Of course I will accept your terms sir; you are the boss and I am your personal secretary. I follow orders like everyone else and I will try my hardest so you know you are making a wise decision tonight."

Raymond looks pleased with himself."Good, that settled, and from this very moment on you are my very personal secretary and your pay conditions commence retrospective from tonight. You will get the keys to the BMW before the end of the week."

Jenny is so stung by this incredible generosity by her boss she can't believe it's happening. She stands square on in front of him and without knowing she is saying it, the words fall out of her mouth: "Sir, I want to kiss you for being so kind. Let me kiss you."

He stands up and wraps his strong arms around her lithe body, and pulls her into him. It is a moment he never dreamed could happen. Not only to have those sensuous moist lips of her inviting mouth pressed against his mouth but to feel the supple skin of her tight naked buttocks as he slides his hand across them, squeezing as their lips meet. 

He tastes Jenny's firm tongue sliding into his mouth and probing around his tongue. His left hand moves slowly upwards across her tummy and finds the big mound jutting through the open tip of right hand bra and his index finger and thumb glide across it, tweaking, rubbing and pressing until the already large nipple hardens and sticks out further.

She puts both her hands either side of his head and holds him to her mouth, taking his tongue between her lips and gently biting it and sucking hard. She feels his erection pressing into her lower abdomen and the passion is mounting until Raymond suddenly pulls away.

He blurts out, "Jenny, have you ever made love to a woman?" 

His words came like a bolt of lightning out of the blue. "No, no sir."

"Could you?"

"No one has ever asked me; I don't know anyone like that; I don't know. I suppose I could if something happened to make me want to try it."

"Jenny, the reason I am asking is that my golfing partner's 20 year-old niece is arriving from the country next week for a visit and doesn't know anyone. She's bi and wants to try a lesbian experience with a pretty girl her own age while in the big city.

"My associate, who's done me some good favours, hopes I can help find her someone sexy through personal introduction rather than go on the internet in search of someone. Frankly, she wants to be intimate with a woman that's trusting,not on drugs and is clean, you know"

"Gee, I don't know what to say, sir, is she pretty?

"Yes, very much so, I have a photograph here I'll show you that he gave me to give to the person she hope to meet."

She studies the picture and agrees the young women looks about her own age and has blonde hair tied in a ponytail. Her smile reveals beautifully formed bright white teeth and full lips. Large earrings dangle from each of her lobes. The picture does not show her figure but Raymond says his associate reckons she has a really good body.

"Jenny, I can trust you to be the girl she needs to meet, can't I?"

The teenager's mind is racing. She thinks of her new position, the new cars, the extra money, and the hot kiss they just shared. She visualises good things coming her way if she plays her cards right because her boss is very influential and very wealthy. 

"Sir as your personal secretary you know you can trust me and if I do this I know it is helping you and it's my new job to help you in private matters." The boss smiles with relief."

How do we meet? When and where?" 

Raymond gives her naked bottom a little squeeze as she stand there, still holding the photo of a person destined to become her first female lover. "I am booking an executive suite for you and the lady called Danielle at the Ritz. It is a $2000 a night suite with your own spa, open bar, lots of trimmings and with views across the city from the 30th floor. 

"It is for Saturday week and you and Danielle  can get to know each other over a private dinner on the balcony. It's very romantic actually. You might even get romantic Jenny," he says with a wink.

"Will you be there sir, how do I go about it?"

"Just be yourself. It comes naturally to you."

The boss runs his index finger along the top of her tightly compressed vagina still struggling to stay inside the skintight g-string panty. She squirms as he runs his finger up and down teasingly a few times.

"I will be there as I must introduce you and I have things to do, like get some records of the meeting. I'll tell you about that later. I will give you the address where to go and we will meet up in the foyer." 

Jenny looks him earnestly in the eye and promises she won't let him down. "And now Jenny, while you are looking so totally ravishing and we are on our last bottle of champers, I have a confession to make." She looks at him puzzled.

"I am a bit of an adventurous person like I think you are Jenny, only in a different way, I admire female beauty so much I like to record it on my movie camera. You see, I have my own small theatrette with a massive 20feet wide by 9 feet high screen for my digitally made high definition films. 

What I want to do now is make you my personal film star so I can go there at night, sit in the front row of the theatre and leave the other two rows of 10 seats empty while I am entertained by guess who? You!" 

"You want to make me your film star sir? It sounds exciting but what kind of pictures are you taking of me and will other people, any other business associates you must have see them?"

"Oh no Jenny, this is my private thing. I only invite certain business associates around when we run the big games – you know sport stuff. Most of them are golf tragics".

"Well that sounds all right sir, I wouldn't want other men to see me doing private things for you. And what kind of things is the movie about? He gives her now moistened cunt lips another few strokes while she is still in her sexy underwear, looking ever so glamorous in her nylons, garter belt and the tiniest of g-string panties.

"All we need is for you to simply be yourself. I have my video camera in the office and we start with you coming into my office dressed in your underwear as you are now in those ever-so-raunchy stockings, walking around and talking to me. Then I want you to slump back into my executive chair, raise each leg over the arm rests and run your hands all over your body."

Jenny, chuffed by her new sense of importance to the boss and fuelled by the wine breaking down any inkling of resistance, carries out his orders. "Sir, I want to look and act like a really good personal secretary so that when you look at the video movie on your huge screen at home you will look at me in larger than life size and say that's my girl, isn't she just something." 

The boss agrees as he zeroes in for close-up angles of Jenny's exposed nipples poking out through the skin coloured bra and moves down to between her legs. He takes up a position on the floor and brings the lens in for the maximum enlargement so that later at home, the whole screen will be filled with just the image of her inner thighs showing through the skin tight transparent g-string panty, the shoelace thin sides of the panty clinging for life at the base of her outer vulva lips and squeezing the contents higher, her fingers running up and down each side of the bulging package.

"Gee sir, if you show this on your big screen you will think I've got the biggest pussy in the movies," she jokes. "No Jenny, just the smoothest, best formed, sweetest, sexiest and most inviting pussy I've ever been so close to and privileged to enjoy in all your natural beauty." 

Raymond is stroking her ego and Jenny likes the way he says the most beautiful things about her beauty. She is thinking of what it must be like to have another women touch her as the boss orders her to take off her bra and unhook the g-string, but leave her stockings and garter belt on so that's all she is wearing. 

The most private parts of her beautiful body are totally exposed and he moves the camera around her as she lightly tickles her clitoris and runs her fingers around the inside of her vagina, making the lips stiffer and open wider. 





Manipulating Jenny Ch. 04



He gets close-up angles of Jenny's young face, the serene features of her high cheek bones, the pony tail grip of her jet black hair, and her sexy glossed lipstick on her inviting mouth Jenny runs her tongue seductively around her lips and occasionally pokes the tongue right out and moves it side to side. 

"Now, now you are getting the idea. Keep it up" She plunges her fingers inside the gaping vagina and stirs them around inside, sending him into raptures. "This is great stuff, go for it girl, masturbate freely for me." She does, moving her fingers around and around in sweeping clockwise motion around her engorged clit as the camera gets all the action front row seat style.

"Hang on Jenny," Raymond says quickly, sensing she is getting close to an orgasm. "I've got something to help you." He goes to a cabinet and brings out a huge flesh-like vibrator shaped into an eight-inch penis complete with ripple surface. It is two and a half inches thick and just over seven inches in circumference.

"Oh my gawd sir, that is big, it looks so thick," she says but she grabs it and pushes it gently at first into her eager vagina, then sliding it in all the way to its fake flesh-like balls. 

"Now slide it almost all the way out and slide it all the way in slow motion," the boss urges. Jenny does what she is told. Ah, this is the hallmark of a good personal secretary, he thinks.

"Sir, you can see I am not just a pretty face." They both laugh as he continues filming her full length and close-up variations of her cunt swallowing his entire large shaft. Raymond is now on his 45th minute of underwear and fully naked scenes of Jenny playing with herself. He wants it to run 60 minutes so before she reaches an orgasm.

He gets Jenny to lie face down on his desk and masturbate her pussy lips using both hands. Her left hand slides to her cunt from underneath her pelvis while her right hand comes around over the top and both sets of fingers meet up on her wet lips. 

She now has no less than eight fingers and two thumbs masturbating her thoroughly wet pussy. The boss keeps licking his own lips as he makes sure he gets all the camera angles he needs to make this a really hot video.

Performing for her boss excites Jenny and brings out the innermost passions of her sexuality for him being so kind to her. She desperately wants tom please him in case he ever changes his mind and she is reduced to a nobody junior in the office. She doesn't hold back her real feelings of pleasing herself masturbating and knowing it is pleasing him.

The thought of him filming her in action sends tremors through her loins. She is so turned on he keeps the microphone to highest level to not miss a sound, especially her panting. 

The sound effects are dramatic as Jenny becomes more uncontrolled in her movements. Panting, sighing, moaning that get louder and louder, her hips moving around as Raymond takes it all in full length, close-up and some really sensuous scenes flashing to her pretty girlish face. 

She has rolled to her side, holding one leg aloft. Her face looks frantic. Her tongue won't stay in her mouth. He gets a really classic close-up of just her mouth with the tongue working around her hot glossed lips in unison to the sound track of her heavy breathing, moans and squeals with her eyes held shut, then wide open. 

Jenny is not acting. She is on Cloud Nine rising fast. Raymond almost drops the camera realising she is not acting but actually losing self-control in the heat of the moment. Then in an almighty cry, Jenny peaks in an orgasmic shriek and slumps back, stripped bare of further energy.

He runs the camera across her features while she lies on her back, mouth open and saying, "Oh sir, look at what you made me do."

That night the boss processes the entire proceedings in his mansion and test runs it on the big screen. There is Jenny, larger than life and he hears himself say aloud, "That's my girl, isn't she just something."

Raymond wanks throughout the entire 60-minute video, ejaculating just as Jenny climaxes on the big screen in front of him. He goes to his bar, pours bourbon and dials a phone number.

"Hank, it's Raymond here. Get the boys together for a meeting of our special business group. We have another film to review and let them know that the first member to put down the usual $10,000 gets an all-expenses paid overnight at the Ritz with the beautiful star of this film." 

Raymond has already hatched the plot how he can get Jenny to accept a dinner date and overnight stay with the lucky businessman. 

It will require her to be very elegantly dressed on the evening for the dinner at a six-star hotel. He will tell Jenny that as his personal secretary he must rely on her to help get the supposedly out-of-town business magnate to agree to accept an important negotiating deal he has already put to the other man.

But his plot is to fake a sudden illness and phone the hotel to apologise at the last minute, leaving a message for Jenny to please go ahead with the dinner in company of his client as it is on Raymond's account there. He will tell Jenny he is counting on her to use her youthful innocence but very womanly guile to get around his hardline doubts about signing the deal.

Raymond rings Jenny at home that evening to let her know there is a really big deal coming off with a business magnate and he wants her to accompany him to dinner with the client in 10 day's time. He tells her he has a fashion house designer already working on two special outfits for her to wear. One is a stunning and very elegantevening dress and the other is an outfit just for recreation. 

Jenny is speechless but instantly realises how important this dinner meeting must be to her boss. She is stoked at the prospect of wearing something rich and elegant for a change. That night she goes to bed thinking it was good timing to so entertain her boss earlier that evening in his office. Already he is making her more important in the organisation.

The boss goes to bed across town also thinking with a smile on his face.It has been a good day at the office. 

To be continued. Watch Literotica for the upcoming Chapter 5 of Manipulating Jenny when she discovers the real inside story of what happens when a girl gets her clitoris pierced. before having her first lesbian experience.



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 05



SUMMARY: Jenny, the vivacious and sensuously adventurous 18 year-old office junior, discovers the inside revelations about having her pussy pierced.

In a week's time Jenny is to meet a young woman who wants to make love to her. It is something she has never done but is doing it to simply please her boss now she is promoted as his personal secretary. 

She suddenly sees herself as some sort of teenage version of the sexpot star in Richard Gere's and Julia Roberts' film Pretty Woman -- if she plays her cards right she will do very well. The BMW is maybe just a start, she thinks.

She decides to get her genitals pierced after reading how much it can improve a woman's sex life and pleasure down below, not just during sex, but also just by crossing her legs! On her third and final visit to the old physiotherapist who looked after her injured knee in past weeks, she asks him for advice on whom to trust for such a personal thing. 

The therapist tells her the most experienced man doing body piercing, and specialising in genital adornment, is his own younger brother. "He ought to retire now he's gone past 55 but gee he looks good for his age; a very masculine old bugger but ruggedly handsome in his way. He must be good because he gets lots of repeat business, eh." That satisfies her doubts and she decides she will go to him but first, the sex drive in Jenny takes her to a hot lingerie shop. She figures that if anyone is going to be looking at her down there she wants to make herself look really special. 

She never cares about the age of any man she prick teases. All men, all ages, are pervs in her opinion and she likes to make them look weak. She makes her boss cave in. She thinks that sometimes the older they are the worse they area and, she reckons, it must be their way of trying to reclaim a part of their life they lost many years ago.

But for her stepdaddy he can't do anything wrong in Jenny's eyes. She still calls him daddy even though she's now 18 and very much a fine young woman despite her somewhat baby face He raised her on his own after her mother died 10 years earlier. It wasn't easy raising such a sprightly kid at the time and he gave her with all the care and affection she needed as if she were his own. Indeed, Jenny owes the very strength of her own convictions to him. Boys her own age, she figures, just don't appreciate the erotic aspects of female beauty the way older men do. 

She purchases a stunning one-piece sheer skin coloured light cotton cat suit that snuggles into her every crevice and fits over her 34-inch hips and 38-inch bust and clings like transparent food plastic wrap. Not very comfortable, she thinks, but it's only for show, not for longevity.

It is raining when she leaves home so she dons a raincoat and soon finds the man's address tucked well back among trees down a long driveway on the western fringes of town. The door opens to a strikingly handsome man, but decidedly very much the veteran age like her boss. He is shirtless, showing a wide strong chest with a mass of silver black hair and stands there in black track pants. He is a wiry built man; only his face seems to give away the reality that he's older than his body looks. Sort of like her boss, only not as good looking, but about the same age. He ushers Jenny inside and takes her to his elaborate work studio. Jenny says she wants to have some very personal body piercing but not sure what is best for her. 

"Well young lady, I have so many styles and sizes here, I have been doing this for many years," he assures her. "Here, let me take your coat while I get you a book of samples." Jenny pushes hack her ponytail and removes her raincoat, revealing her next-to-nothing undercover that doesn't cover much at all. She is wearing her high platform shoes which add two inches to her normal 5ft 8in. height. He surveys the sexually attractive figure standing there. "Now that is one outfit I don't get to see these days but I must say it suits you well," he teases. "Hmm, you seem to be in pretty good nick young lady, maybe the best figure I've come across in my 30 or so years doing this"

"Gee, you still do this after 30 years of it, don't you get sick and tired of looking at -- you know? Jenny asks clumsily. "Miss, they come in similar shapes and sizes but you know, every single one is different. Really, I never get tired of looking at a well shaped nicely looked after... er, figure. Too answer your question, when a man stops looking at a woman's body he is ready for the grave."

He plonks a large heavy bound A3 size book of colour photo samples on the bench for her to look through for ideas then sits back in a lounge chair side on to her admiring her vivacious figure; especially the way her breasts push the skintight outfit to its extreme resistance. Jenny sees the book labelled volume 20 contains more than 100 sheets of wide landscape pages with one client per page. Indeed, the variety of genital piercing surprises her. She notices that all the coloured photos carry a face picture of the client, a description of the type of piercing, a full figure picture of the client, and pictures of the genitals in a before and after sequence from front, side and rear angles. All have a close-up of the actual pierced body part. 

"Why are there so many pictures from different angles," Jenny puts to him. "Why do you need to do that?"

"Simple, my lass, every girl or woman wants to know immediately how her adornment looks from someone else's perspective -- they like to see what their lover sees and not everyone likes to stand upside down in front of mirror when they get home to work it out so I can produce these images digitally by the time they are ready to go home from here. All the different angles are to satisfy every curiosity. It costs no more and for new customers like you, it's a way of seeing how things turn out when viewed from different positions."

"Makes sense, I guess," Jenny concedes. 

"I keep this portfolio as a private record of my work. Some nights I roam through these archives and I can clearly remember them coming in and how each and every one reacted. This is my life" 

He watches on as Jenny slowly turns the pages studying years of his work. After half an hour of looking she picks a more advanced sample he calls the triangle and horizontal hood piercing -- two separate jewellery placements that simultaneously can stimulate the clitoris front and back. He calls it the double whammy, as the rear stimulation of the clitoris can be mind blowing for some lucky women. 

Jenny chooses this one because the pussy in the picture looks very similar to the size, contours and appearance of her own being perfectly bald with a prominent Mound of Venus leading down to wide, "puffy" outer labia lips, prominent vagina lips and with an above average sized clitoris "That's me, that girl's pinched my pussy," she jokes. Magnetised by this particular style of piercing in the glossy coloured photos, Jenny wants the same. 

"This one looks interesting," she says to the piercer. "How does it go?" He explains the triangle version is a horizontal piercing at the base of where the hood tissue starts and the metal positions directly behind the nerve centre of the clitoris head so that it reverberates sensation against the female's most highly sensitive sexual organ. Then, the separate overhead hood piercing is positioned so the metal ball rests directly against clitoris thus giving the person a back and front simultaneous stimulation through body movement.

"Now there's a trap in this though," he says with concern. "This one doesn't suit every woman unless her pussy happens to be the right proportions in the right places. Sounds complicated? Well that's because all female genitals, while basically the same, they have variations in construction just as men differ the same way. The choice of jewellery adornment down there depends on all these factors to avoid problems. Near enough is not good enough in this business."

Jenny says she knows some women are happy to be mentally stimulated by the visual values of private parts piercing but most of them prefer the physical touch stimulation the rings and beads provide. She appreciates his advice. By now, she is keenly fascinated at all this discussion and props her bum up on the workbench facing him in her scanty see-through lingerie. She looks ravenous.

Her legs are slightly parted and accentuate the bold fullness of her cunt so explicitly contoured and tightly pressed upwards in front of him. She hopes he is admiring how fantastic she fits into such tight and sheer underwear. Seeing she is interested in his knowledge of the subject, he chirps up, "In the case of the style you are selecting here, the foster parents of a young woman your age came in only a month ago with their adopted daughter wearing a cute ponytail just like yours and wanted something special as a gift to her dad. Being a man, I think that's a wonderful expression of affection in both regards. The parents also wanted a suitable tiny ring in each of her nipples and were anxious to do this immediately.

"Why the rush," queried Jenny. "Surely you don't rush into these things."

"Well, it seems the following week they were all moving home some 150 miles away to a remote mountain area that's 30 miles from the nearest village and my kind of services can't be found in those places."

"Why did she bring her parents with her; I didn't have to do that and looking at her pictures she is about my age."

The piercer looks at Jenny. "I don't do gals under 18, but all you young women today make it difficult with the clever use of make-up and the way lots of you are developing so early. Makes my job harder, that's right but if there's any doubt I knock them back unless I get proof of age. On this occasion, even though this particular young lady was of consenting age, her parents were so protective they wanted to make sure I could be trusted with her. You know; those crushing, doting type of parents who never think their kids grow up and can be trusted unless they are there to supervise them."

Gee, sounds bad. Poor girl. Glad my stepdaddy is not like that and he loves me, too. So can I have the same type of piercing you did for her? "

"Like I told them, I make that decision not them.or their 19 year-old daughter. That's because I do a thorough genital probe that takes about 20 minutes to evaluate the thickness and elasticity of the clitoral area, the outer and inner labia lips and inside the vagina itself. Now to do this properly, I use special oils I get from South America, gently massaging it into all areas of the genitals first before I do what I call a skin gauge test. I like to generate intense arousal in the pussy so I can identify the exact size and precise position of the enlarged clit, and the orgasmic point status of the vagina lips and outer labia. It's all important like fitting a jigsaw puzzle."

Jenny suddenly sees the South American aphrodisiac oils connection with this man and his older physiotherapist brother who used such sexually stimulating oils when massaging her. She holds back mentioning it but remembers how it set her loins on fire. 

Jenny leans back slightly as she notices the piercer looking at eye level directly at her thighs. She feels the tightness between her legs as the skintight one-piece body suit is stretched by her movement with the tip of her bum on the edge of the workbench in front of him.

"I thought it was just like getting my ear lobes done," says Jenny. "Ha, big mistake," he replies, "but it's one reason why many women experience orgasm during a genital piercing procedure -- in preparing and in the actual fitting of the jewellery."

"So what happened when you told that to those fuddy duddies?"

"They just looked at each other, nodded and told their daughter to undress so I could determine her suitability. They wouldn't leave until they felt sure there would be no problems, and they watched my every move, no doubt to make sure I wasn't acting improperly."

Jenny felt herself getting very turned on just thinking of the foster parents of the girl actually watching him probing her pussy in such a way.Jenny chips in: "Did she have an orgasm?"

"Oh yes, it happens a lot of the times in my work and can't be helped. They accepted that and left her in my hands for two hours to do the piercing while they went shopping. When they returned the man was so pleased he gave me a big tip.

"The mother wished she had something like it before she started dating boys. She was only concerned that the piercing could interfere with normal sex. Felt sorry for the daughter really; she was an extremely attractive kid of adult age and having foster parents who treated her like she was still at high school was pretty sad. The mother wouldn't leave until I could prove that my work was successful in helping, not hindering, the gal's sex life.

"So while they stood there watching me I had to demonstrate with a rather large vibrator that the piercings would not hinder normal sex, and could only make it better. This went on for about 10 minutes and damn me, the daughter had another orgasm.The old girl thanked me and said I had done a good job because, as she put it, her daughter's climax on this here bench was apparently much stronger than her daughter normally has at home. Now that made me think a bit, eh?"

By now Jenny's cunt is throbbing, but not from being touched. Her vivid imagination and erotic thoughts of what she just heard are making her wet inside the vagina. Her legs are close together now and her bulging pussy, squeezed high in the very thin skin tight one piece body suit, ranges up from between her legs like a roller coaster curve, the sheerness of it sucked into her vagina crack which the piercer can see is looking quite damp.

"Well, that's enough talking, let's see if you can make this triangle fit for you like the other girl's did," the piercer announces with a sound of authority in his voice. Jenny hops down and he beckons her to remove her clothing.

"Before I start I will do the pre-piercing photographs for my files, the way your pussy looks in its original state. He lays Jenny on her back and parts her legs about a foot for the frontal image. Already sensually stimulated by his conversation, her swollen outer labia lips lean outwards creating a gap each side of her thoroughly moist vagina lips as they lose their original crinkled look and take on a firm upright appearance. The inner vaginal lips widen out to touch the inside edges of the swollen outer lips. The inviting sight of the voluptuous teenager's wide-open vagina makes him smile. It is a scene repeated countless time in all his work, as Jenny couldn't help notice in his samples portfolio. He rolls Jenny to her side, moves her left leg back and tips her torso slightly away from him to make her pussy range up in clear view for his side-in angle pictures. Then he has her face down, legs apart and photographs her from behind with her backside slightly lifted off the bench. 

"That's all the pre-job done; I will repeat the same procedure once we finish the piercing," he assures Jenny. "Right now, let's check you out down there for the right fit." 

He gently smooths the aphrodisiac oil all over her pussy, working his oiled fingers up and down the length of the thick outer lips, squeezing them up from the base of her inner thigh and as he does that he applies the oil all around the clitoris, squeezing it, rubbing it and running his fingers up and down the crevice between inner and outer lips. 

Jenny twitches as he works his experienced fingers around her wet sensitive parts and holds her clitoris between his index finger and thumb, rubbing it slowly, then with changing pace. A soft groan escapes her lips. She holds her head up to watch him, and is flushed with excitement at the sight of this man probing her pussy, deliberately getting it to a high state of arousal so he can decide the right place for the clitoral piercing. 

He leans across her body and from under his track pants she's sure she can feel the weight of something thick pressing against her thigh. He circles his fingers around the inside edges of her open vagina before burying them deep inside her and stirring in a clockwise direction as the aphrodisiac oil is rubbed into the inner walls of the vagina. 

"I do this to get all the sex organs running hot so I get a better idea of its most sexually prepared state then I finally do a finger feel of the thickness and elasticity of your sensitive parts" he tells Jenny who is already feeling she will lose self control if he doesn't stop soon. 

Jenny is unable to lie still; the penetrating oils and his expert touches are unleashing a wave of deep sensations from inside her. Her mind is ablaze with thoughts of sex, any sex; she lifts her bare buttocks off the table time and time again, panting as the intensity between her shapely thighs mounts. The old piercer senses she is going to peak soon the way she is twitching on the bench, her arse shifting about and her tongue continually licking her glossed lips. 

She is giving off constant low sighs and shuts her eyes and re-opens them constantly. He feels the thickness of her outer and inner lips in her highly aroused condition, feeling the full size of her enlarged clit and noticing its exact position as he flicks it faster and faster, faster and faster, the teenager losing control and starting to bounce about. He savagely brings her to an explosive climax by thrusting his thick bunched fingers in and out of her honey pot like a thrashing machine as her clit reels to the avalanche of his touch and the steaming innards of her vagina feels like a volcano erupting from the penetrating oil stimulants so deftly rubbed into it.. 

She lays back, eyes staring at the ceiling, feeling drained. "You are ready now. Your crowning glory is ready to receive the jewels," he whispers to her. Jenny's mind is in a spin. This old bastard is so erotic, he puts me on fire," she says under her breath. 

"He rubs a numbing agent around the area where the needle will create the holes for the metal inserts. Jenny is wide-eyed watching him working so close between her legs. This is new to her, another sexual adventure and she wants to ride it all the way. How many girls are turned on having a man gain access to their private parts in the course of everyday business? Her pussy juices make her wet from excitement knowing what she is allowing him to do to her. "You have a strong clitoris here young lady; if ever you want me to pierce the very hot button itself, I will give you a 50% price cut for being a good customer. 

"You realise of course your dear clit button is really a miniature penis head and if God had decided you were to be a boy in your mother's womb that magic instrument I am looking at would by now be a thumping big cock, nothing under eight inches. Anyway, the Lord gave you the best of both worlds Jenny, the opportunity as a young woman to enjoy a man and at the same time, get the same great feeling of a man when aroused down there. Maybe better I think."

Jenny is listening but not hearing. She has her head back lying face up at the ceiling as he prises around her genitals setting the needle points at the precise spots. It gives her an unusually strange feeling to be in this position legs apart, buttocks upraised, before a stranger who is examining and prising around her most private part. She feels a light sting and then another. One piercing is done already. Now for the other one.

Her sense of helplessness in such a submissive position somehow excites and for a moment she thinks about what kind of women like to be dominated in bondage and more advanced stuff where they are tied up and sexually stimulated until they are forced to have orgasm after orgasm. Jenny's only concern is that he gets it right.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 05



He feels him fitting the ring that passes through her clitoral hood and sits right against the back of her clit. It gives her a weird spasm of erotic titillation and sends a small shiver through her. He is now fitting the second ring that will go through the upper part of the hood in a way that allows it to rest against the head of her clitoris, thus giving her a simultaneous front and back touch sensation. Just crossing her legs in full street dress and squeezing them will give her many moments of secret sexual pleasure. 

Jenny already feels more desirable than ever as she quivers at the old piercer's close proximity to her open legs while she lies there before him totally naked. Her nipples stand up perkily through the arousal of her deep inner sexuality senses rising to the surface. He finishes and stands up, confronting her nudity with a bulging erection inside his track pants and as he leans forward for a moment the point of his hidden shaft grazes against the smooth texture of her abdomen.

"Hop up now and have look at yourself in the mirror," he beckons to her and leads her to a full-length mirror in the corner, her uncovered big breasts jiggling as she walks. She is thrilled and instantly hugs him, her soft body pressing against the man's bare navel and hairy chest. Her strong cone shape nipples press through the silvery grey hair and he feels them moving in a left and right motion as Jenny sways her shoulders about as she hugs him tightly.

"Oh thank you, thank you, I am going to be so happy," Jenny exclaims with childlike enthusiasm. The old man quips, "well this is what I do best you know, the way those rings are set up you won't have any problem with them and I assure you, you are going to get added stimulation right through your pussy." Jenny is so excited she blurts out, "Oh I can't wait, please show me now while I am undressed.

"You want me to show you?"

"Yes, yes, no one else will know and I can't wait, I must find out now"

The old man mutters half aloud: "It's funny, another woman begging for it after I pierce their pussy. I must be in the right business."

As Jenny sits legs apart on the edge of the bench he goes to a cupboard and brings out a fat long vibrator in the shape of a man's penis; it's two-inches thick in diameter and a throbbing seven and a half inches in circumference with ripple surfaces and a twin clitoral tickler. 

"I'll demonstrate this to you after I put my tongue into you like you want," he says going down on her. The 18 year-old grips her sexy thighs tight around him and grabs the back of his head to keep him from pulling out. She isn't concerned that he's a man some 30 years older than her like her boss and her stepfather, because in the privacy of his studio no one will ever know how decadent she can be. The age difference seems to add to her thrill-seeking pleasure. This is the man who spent more time fiddling with her sexuality than anyone so far and that's before he pierced her pussy in two places! No romance. Lust? Innocence? A fantasy coming true?.

"This is sooo good" she moans aloud, "please keep going, it's working, make me cum." But the old man pulls away and grabs the big vibrator. "Here, this will make you cum" he asserts as he slides the weapon into her willing vagina lips. Jenny's cunt is on fire again, her clit fully engorged, the insides of her vagina overwhelmed by the fullness of the thick vibrating shaft working relentlessly around the highly sensitive inside of her sex tunnel amid the extra sensations caused by her erect clit leaning back and forth against the rings he inserted around it. 

It is taking over Jenny's mind. She shakes her head around in a circling motion, her ponytail twisting about and suddenly gives out muted screams: "Give me the real thing! Give me the real thing! Put it in me! I want you in me! Give it to me! Give it to me! Now! Do it! Do it!"

The old piercer He doesn't have to be told again. His track pants are down in seconds and he steers what seems to be an equally thick rod into her but this one is real man's flesh. Jenny's vagina lips wrap around it as she uses her pussy muscles to squeeze as tight as she can, increasing the pleasure for both of them. This is an unexpected fuck the old man cannot resist with such a young, beautiful naked tigress under him lusting to be ravished. The effect of the sexually penetrating oil remains hot between her loins as she wraps both arms around him. 

Jenny's mind is working overtime. In every sexual encounter, intended or accidental, her mind invigorates her passion. She thinks as she enjoys and the psychological stimulus that drives her into rapturous ecstasy starts to overwhelm her. The very concept of something so outrageously daring as a man the same age as her father fucking her savagely as she squeals in delight can only be topped one day by letting her stepfather do it to her. 

The body piercer is working overtime in Jenny's cute cavern, ramming his thick penis all the way in up to the hilt, his big balls bouncing against her hairless pubic bone. Jenny thinks of his age and how good he is, and then her daddy's age so similar and wonders would it be like this if one day she let him take her. Her body is pulsating to the rhythm of the piercer's deep thrusts, grunting as he goes, but her mind is dancing through a fantasy that this man on top of her is not the piercer at all, it's her stepdaddy. She shuts her eyes and imagines it is he, at home on the couch they share so often watching television in their underwear. Always so close yet so far. 

Her stepfather has never tried anything with her but now, right now, in her own mind it's her daddy taking her savagely because he can't wait any longer. Her eyes tightly closed, the piercer is driving his swollen rock hard rod faster and faster through her vaginal juices as Jenny concentrates on her greatest fantasy. Her upraised feet dangle about in all directions as the heavy man pounds her relentlessly and she grips him tighter than ever by her thighs, her arms wrapped around his back as she looks up and imagines her daddy's face looking down at his sweet angel. Both of them are perspiring profusely and the emotion now takes over Jenny's self control as she screams in a fast rising climax: Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yeees! Yeeeeee! Yeeeeeee!

Then total silence except for two sets of lungs breathing heavily. They lay side by side motionless for what seems eternity, but is only minutes. The robust old man gets up and looks at Jenny's still pulsating pussy. "That is the best fuck I've ever had and you are the most beautiful fuck I've ever seen." he says softly to her squeezing her sweaty hand. "Go and shower yourself and always remember you have made this old man happy beyond his belief."

When she returns to the studio 15 minutes later he tells her he must now take the post piercing photos of her pussy to complete the sample set. "Yes, when I come back to this book some time in the future and look at your pictures I will always remember a young lady that I wish you were my own daughter."

To be continued: Watch for Maniplating Jenny Chapter 6 when she has a torrid but very emotionally sexy irst lovemaking experience with another young woman just to please her deviant boss in return for a promotion and his gift of a new BMW car.



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 06



Continuing the sensuously charged adventures of Jenny, the beautiful 18 year-old Latina office prick teaser who has just come through one of her most sexually explosive experiences while having her clitoris pierced. 

It is now a week later and she is on her way for what is to become her most endearing moment so far: making love to a woman she has never met before.Jenny is doing this purely to please her randy 55 year-old filthy rich boss Raymond now she is promoted as his personal secretary, getting a huge pay rise and a gleaming metallic silver BMW convertible. 

She is driving it to his favourite uptown business haunt, the 6-star Ritz Hotel where he's hired a lavish private suite for Jenny to meet Laura.

Raymond, while normally devious, arranges the meeting as a 'straight up' return favour to a golfing associate. The man's niece is in the city for a week from mid West Country and is unashamedly bi. She wants a romp with a pretty girl a bit younger than herself but it must be overnight. 

Her uncle convinces her he will arrange a meeting with a very sexy young lady by personal introduction rather than risk his niece going to the Internet looking for a one-off encounter with a total stranger.

The uncle assures her he trusts his golfing partner, the very influential businessman Raymond, to find a decent, but sexy, young woman about her age as an ideal partner for some erotic dalliance. 

Jenny doesn't know much about the woman but after initial trepidation about doing this, she convinces herself it is harmless fun, and may answer lots of thoughts about women who are bi. Can it be as riveting as being seduced by a man? Jenny's mind is ticking over as she drives into the basement's reserved parking area, talking aloud to herself in the car.

"Who will start something? Will we kiss? How far will we go? Will the boss be angry if nothing happens? What if we don't like each other?"

Jenny knows Raymond wants her to make love to the young woman to satisfy his own curiosity. While Jenny is one very hot teenager when it comes to straight sex this is a new threshold she is yet to cross.

What Jenny doesn't know is that her boss spent more than an hour over drinks at the bar getting to know Laura and promoting Jenny as a warm and wonderful playmate.Ironically, Laura is somewhat entranced by Raymond and is already thinking beyond curling up in bed with Jenny. Is Jenny about to meet her match and will she get jealous if this stranger makes a pass at her dear boss?

Jenny is wearing white platform high heels, a slightly longer than usual denim mini skirt that zips up bottom to top at the front, a low cut black lace bra, a black lace thong-style semi see-through panties that are more loose fitting in the crotch than what she normally wears. 

Her black ponytail hair trails half way down her back and she is wearing earrings, neck chain and anklet 'slave' chain. She wears hot pink lip-gloss and is perfumed to perfection. 

Raymond meets her in the foyer under a giant 200candle chandelier and leads her to the bar where Laura is still sipping a cocktail. He introduces them as Laura stands up.

The first thing Jenny notices about her is that she is not the blonde girl of 20 in the photo with blue eyes, but an elegantly attired attractive woman about 30 years of age with beautiful dark brunette almost Afro-styled thick shoulder length curly hair, the kind Jenny always admires but doesn't see often. Laura is the same height as Jenny at 5ft. 8in and from first glance her breasts are probably small, though firm. 

Laura is wearing sexy lip-gloss too, and her mouth is perfectly formed like a film star's with full lips that Jenny imagines must be exciting to kiss. As they give each other a quick tender hug and big smile, Jenny estimates that Laura has a good firm body. 

She is wearing a neck high silver satin figure hugging dress with sleeves that go half way to her elbows and matching six-inch high heel shoes that expose most of her feet but for a two-inch section at the toes. Thin silver leather straps wrap around her ankle and criss-cross over the arches of her feet to hold her in. Jenny notices that when she stands she looks very elegantly poised. 

Raymond suggests they take the elevator to the 30th floor for drinks and food to be served on the private balcony of the $2000 a night penthouse apartment. It comes with its own fully stocked 20 foot long bar, spa, games room, computer room, 10ft wide home entertainment screen for videos and many other rich life perks. The expansive balcony looks out over the lights of the city and Raymond figures this is a pretty romantic setting for anyone in the mood for sex.

As they walk to the elevator Jenny glances at Laura's tanned shapely legs. The older woman's shimmering satin dress is almost as short as hers. Laura's bust is hidden in a black lace bra and Jenny notices that her buttocks are tight and very well rounded for a perfect shape in a close fitting outfit. They hold hands as they walk from the elevator into the massive penthouse.

"Well girls, this is it," Raymond says proudly."Nothing but the best for you two." The two women, still hand in hand, walk to the balcony and look at the city below. 

"It is wonderful Raymond, and for a country girl like me, this is quite different. It's a real buzz," Laura confesses. She squeezes Jenny's hand and Jenny squeezes back. Jenny feels a fingertip drawing a small circle inside the palm of her hand as they stand there. Jenny squeezes her new friend's elegantly manicured hand with long painted nails again, recognising her subtle message. 

Raymond excuses himself so the two girls can talk privately over their meal and wine, saying he will return before bedtime with some accessories they may like to use. Both women smile and look knowingly at each other, confident they are one step in front of Raymond and know what he is up to. The two women spend the first 30 minutes over their meal and wine  talking about their childhood on the huge balcony under a starlit sky. 

Afterwards, thev retire to the more comfortable huge sofa inside that looks out to the city below. They sit close together looking out to the open sky. "Do you love men?" Jenny asks to get things going. "I mean, when I said I would come here tonight I was not sure if you were a lesbian.

"No, I'm not a lesbian Jenny, don't be afraid of me. Good-looking men like your boss really turn me on, but I don't make it much with younger ones. Most of them haven't got a clue. After 30 they start to get some sophistication into their lovemaking, but older men yes.

"To be honest, even though I love making it with a man I get a greater sense of release kissing and touching another woman. My original parents were extremely affectionate with me; they divorced when I was just 18 but my mom taught me how to love kiss at a very early age and being young I didn't know it was called incest. 

"They were very strict with me. I had to kneel by the bed at night and say prayers, but never was allowed to wear pyjamas or nighties. We all slept in one big king size bed, mom and pop on each side. When mom taught me how to kiss and other things I had to show pop that I was learning properly."

"Gee," says Jenny. I live with my stepdaddy and you know, ever since he had to raise me on his own after I was just eight, he was never like that. He would kiss me good night on the lips but just a light kiss; he never used his tongue on me anytime.

"Mind you, I look back and wish he had so many times. I really love my stepdaddy and to this day I wish I knew how I could get him to have it with me. He is so handsome and physical for his age, he does turn me on."

Laura drapes her arm around Jenny's shoulder, pulling her slightly closer."Do you like talking about sex," she asks. 

"If it's something exciting, yes I do," replies the younger one. "I dress rather provocatively at work in my mini skirts and things I know my boss can see through to turn him on. I like to feel I can control him by controlling his attention. I get off on using my mind power as well as my body.

"At night I can touch myself and think of how I must make him twist up inside and want me and how he probably jerks off thinking about me. I do get his attention by being a bit cheeky."

"I know what you mean," Laura says. "I must admit some of my early lessons at home have stayed with me and I guess in all respects my parents were very much into erotica; you know, the kind of games they played with me.

"You know what you should do to get your stepdaddy's attention, play one of the games I had to play. One night when he is watching TV, come out and put a beach towel on the floor in front of him between where he is sitting and the TV so he can't help but notice what you are doing...." 

Jenny is excited already before Laura can even finish and she leans her head towards her so they touch. "Anyway darling, just come out with a bath robe wrapped around you and a jar of honey. Adults love eating honey. Lie down on your back and pour the honey thick on your pussy and smear it over your breasts.

"You can bet he will be dumbfounded and locked on to what you are doing. Just say in your most innocent voice, 'oh daddy my honey pot is overflowing and I've spilt honey over me. Please lick it up for your sweetie pie.'

"Laura, that is fantastic. I can just see it now. If he doesn't get down on me after that kind of opportunity I should give up."

"Oh he will. He will. And Jenny it is a really great feeling, especially when you feel their tongue lapping into you."

Jenny says she will definitely try it out at home and make sure there is a very big jar of honey in the pantry. "Did your mom help out too?"

"Oh yes, always. But that was just one of many games we played and I didn't know any better at the time except that everything felt really good and they never harmed me

"So Jenny, being bi all started with kissing and went on from there. They taught me that our tongue is a wonderful sex organ, or maybe better put, an organ for sex. It was fun discovering my erogenous zones so early. 

I would probably never have known. I guess some of that erotic naughtiness stays with me and I find it exciting to share my love with a man or a woman, even a couple together although I haven't done that yet."

They move closer. Laura unstraps her high heels and kicks them off, urging Jenny to do the same."You know something Jenny, I do get turned on by a man who gets on to my wave length and into my mind, not just into my pussy if you know what I mean."

"Yes I do." . 

"Well Jenny, I think that our brain is our most powerful aphrodisiac. You know, the power us women have in our emotions are much more powerful than men's in my opinion at least. The mind is our greatest source of inspiration for everything we do and when it comes to personal relationships and sex generally, the mind is probably our number one sex organ."

"Gee Laura, we think so much alike. That's how I always feel about it too."

"Well Jenny, it's an organ for creating sexual pleasure, that's what I mean. And everything surely must start in the mind don't you think?"

"Oh yes, my boss Raymond has a great imagination and he is the one who wants me to make love to you."

"Ah, see what I mean Jenny, don't you think he's done that for my benefit, your benefit and his own kinky benefit? I think your boss is a very nice looking man having just met him at the bar but I bet his mind works overtime turning you into more than a figment of his imagination. He will be wondering all night what we are up to and no doubt filling his mind with all kinds of erotic possibilities."

They both laugh.

"Do you mean he wants me to have sex with you because that turns him on?"

"Of course," why else?"

"Why did he give me a picture of someone younger than you and making out it was you? Why would he do that?" 

"Jenny, I gave my uncle a picture of me as I am today to pass on to your boss and he switched it maybe in case you thought I was too old for you in this sort of dalliance"

"Gee Laura, I don't think you look too old for anything. You are very, very attractive. Sort of like the girl next door." They laugh.

"Jenny, I know this much, I am 30 to be honest and I am at the time when women are usually around their sexual peak. Still young in the body, but a lot more experienced than women 10 years younger like you. 

"I think women my age are hotter sexually in passion than at any other stage of their lives and here I am living in a little country town where my chances of getting off with a man or a woman for that matter,are very limited compared to you living here in a big city."

Jenny is fascinated by the conversation and the thought of exchanging mind games stirs her from deep within.It is something she believes in but puts it down to just being a sexy little animal, not thinking there could be other women out there who also have very vivid imaginations and use it in sexual situations.

They move closer as they talk, shoulders now touching gently. Laura hops up to dim the adjustable glow of the light to a more relaxed softer mood. Jenny likes that. "Let's get one thing straight," says Laura, a soft light for a soft heart and maybe a soft touch." They giggle girlishly.

"You know Jenny, you are one hell of a sexy young woman. I think I can enjoy being close to you tonight and it will be a very, very long night."

Hearing that, Jenny squirms inside in great anticipation. She has still never kissed a woman passionately. They kick their shoes off and Laura slips out of her satin dress. "This dress cost me a fortune so I'm putting it aside so I can wear it outside and not look like I've been rolling around on the ground."

"That's a good idea," chirps Jenny, "I'll do the same." They are both now sitting side by side in just their low cut bras and skimpy black lace panties looking out to a bright moonlit evening sky through the wide opening sliding doors to the balcony. They can feel the gentle night breeze caressing their legs. It is a romantic setting, they agree.

Laura's figure is slim and well proportioned but without the audacious kind of breasts Jenny can't hide in her low cut bra. Jenny notices that the older woman's legs are slim, unblemished, shapely and lightly suntanned. Her perky breasts sit up inside her cupped black lace outfit and Jenny guesses they must measure about 32B or maybe more. Smaller, firm, delightfully sexy. She can't wait to find out.

The suspense is killing them. They look each other and smile. "We are gorgeous aren't we," Laura laughs, "and my goodness, what lovely breasts you have." Jenny blushes. "Well, they are all mine."

"I like she shade of your lippy Jenny, it seems to make your lips really mmmm."

"Yours too," replies Jenny. "The colour suits you perfectly. This is so new to her, she hopes Laura will take the lead and suddenly she wonders if Laura is thinking the same. Laura snuggles closer and gently guides a finger across the top of Jenny's thin,lace edged bra, moving in a line along top of the bra where it just covers her nipples but tracing her fingertips along Jenny's milky smooth skin. 

Jenny, feeling this is her cue, responds by pulling Laura's bra straps down on each side and tugging them away to reveal her naked perky breasts. They are firm, upright with fairly big and slightly upraised areolas surrounding strong erect nipples. 

"Mmmm," coos Jenny. "Your boobs are so good you don't need to wear a bra, you know."

Laura smiles. The 30 year-old woman gives Jenny a peck on the point of her nose with her soft lips and unclips Jenny's bra, then flicking it to the floor. She cups one hand under the younger woman's fulsome breasts and tilts her face towards her younger companion.

"When did you first have sex with another woman outside the home or am I the first? she asks Laura.

"It was after my parents broke up and I was in my final year at school. I'd just turned 18 the week before one of my teachers called me aside and said I would not pass my final exams unless I got some after school coaching. She was aware I went through a difficult time that year with my parents breaking up the marriage and there was a lot of disruption to my schoolwork.

"I agreed because of that to go to her house two nights a week for personalised coaching to catch up, as she called it. She was not married but very attractive and somewhere between 35 and 40 I guessed. She never wore anything really sexy to make me think she was randy and I never thought twice about going there of an evening in my very short skirts, lace knickers and button up blouse. I always wore a half-cup bra. 

"For the life of me I can't recall the very thing that started something off but she was asking me questions about how I felt about myself and suggested I was very tense and needed to let go a bit.

"I remember telling her that's only because of the uncertainty of passing my exams.She put her arm around me as we sat on the couch and said all I needed was some reassurance. Before I knew it she started cuddling me and saying I had lips that men would die for. She pushed me back on the couch and had her mouth over mine, her tongue inside me and I suddenly melted."

Jenny is agog, and feels some excitement stirring in her loins as Laura pours out her confession. 

"I was taken by surprise. I was too scared to fight her off and I started to like what she was doing. Her hand went down under my short skit and she was running her fingers all over the outside of my lace knickers. Without realising it I found myself opening my legs wider for her as her fingers probed along my slit and got me quite wet down there." 

Jenny is wide-eyed. "Wow, that must have been something."

"Well, she ended up giving me a climax, the first woman to do that outside opf my home. Funny thing though, I was not angry with her when it was all over. In fact, I even thanked her which now, at my age, must sound really corny."

Jenny leans against Laura's semi-naked slim body with its perfectly proportioned frame and drapes an arm around her.

"Laura, please show me what she actually did to you and how she did it. I want to know what it must have felt like when you were still at school and she was your teacher. Just hearing makes me feel horny.

"Was it like this?" Jenny suggests as she moves her other hand on to Laura's black panties and proceeds to slide her fingers under them, touching the older woman's immaculately shaved pussy other than a small tuft of cropped pubic hair the older woman grooms carefully for show. 

Laura takes her by the wrist and drags it back and forth under the scant coverage. Jenny's fingers are forced to slide into Laura's wet opening. Their shoulders touch, their faces draw closer and closer and in an eclectic moment, their mouths meet for the first time. 

"Mmmmmm," they both moan softly as Laura moves her hand between Jenny's open legs and drags her panties down to her ankles. Jenny kicks them off and widens her thighs to accommodate the older woman's probing.

"Mmmmm, No, this is how the teacher touched me," Laura purrs as she runs her longer fingers up and down and into the 18 year-old's wet snatch that's in full view as Jenny slides back into the couch. 

They both withdraw their hands from each other's loins and hold each other around the head, pressing their moist full lips gently together. They are like two delicate butterflies circling a flower. Their lips press together and they squirm as the taste of new sex arouses them. 

Laura's tongue penetrates Jenny's mouth, swirling around like a snake in the grass. Jenny grabs it tightly between her lips, holds the wriggling invader and massages it affectionately with probing, sliding movements up and down, under and over, and then sucking her tongue passionately as though it were her daddy's penis. Laura groans. "Mmmmmm, mmmmm" her muffled responses to Jenny's internal lashings are building a fire.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 06



"Jenny, this is how the teacher kissed me. You want to know how it felt that night.This is what we were doing. Do you feel hot like I do, do you want my body like I want yours?"

"Oh my God, oh my God, this is good as a fuck," Jenny suddenly whimpers between breaths. "You are making me want to fuck."

They thrust their mouths together again, twisting and moving their lips around each other as though they are stuck and can't get free. Jenny runs her tongue around the outside of Laura's lips, then back in the other direction on the inside of her mouth. Laura groans loudly.

She suddenly pushes Jenny's head towards her waiting breasts to be suckled. And purrs into the younger woman's ear, "You asked me what else the teacher did to me when I was a kid your age so I am showing you where, and you can show me how she did it."

Jenny finds her lips closing around Laura's perky nipples, suckling them. Moving from one breast to the other. They quickly hardened, standing up a full inch above the areola as Jenny's tongue sucks, licks and flicks them about, getting the erect breast projectiles between her teeth and dragging them away from the breast ever so gently. At the same time she gropes for Laura's clitoris and finds it abundantly erect and ready to be used by Jenny as a plaything. 

The younger girl is enjoying this interaction like nothing before. She is so glad she agreed to it, although never knowing what to expect. Laura puts three of her long fingers deep inside Jenny and is trying to find her g-spot somewhere on the ceiling of her love tunnel.

She whispers hoarsely to Jenny. "You see little darling, the woman who did this to me was a good teacher, maybe that's why she was a teacher. Jenny giggles but is becoming hot and wanting more. She wants Laura to consume her.

"I know that teacher must have done other things to you and I want you to show me how she did it," Jenny pleads and in a suggestive mood, rolls over and slides on her back to the floor, her naked body upside down with her legs spread aside Laura as she sits on the edge of the sofa. The teenager's shapely thighs circle the older woman's hips.

"You are right, there was more. I didn't tell you all of it, but now you are in the mood for love I will be open and honest as how she forced me to submit to an orgasm while she watched."

Laura grabs Jenny by the thighs and drags her up closer, bending over and looking at all the frantic anticipation in the younger women's face. "You see Jenny, I was lying upside down there just like you are now and I had the same look on my face; a mixture of confusion, maybe a little bit of fear, a feeling for lust and a desire to be exploited to satisfy her lust. 

"I felt helpless, and strangely I wanted her to conquer me totally. Do anything to me.. Sex felt good and it didn't seem to matter if my teacher was a man or a woman."

Jenny feels the first exquisite long strokes of Laura's tongue around her outer lips; she doesn't go straight for the clit. Torture. Laura moves her tongue like a lizard zig-zagging through the grass only there is no grass, not a hint of a hair. Jenny's Lolita-like pristine pussy presents a perfect plaything for the more experienced woman. 

Her tongue runs up each side of the swollen labia, licking along the groin first, then with a flat tongue, right across the entire surface of each side of her perfectly smooth pussy before sliding her wet weapon along the full length. 

Just hearing her say those words puts a shiver of excitement through Jenny. It is not a man going down on her; it is a very spunky woman. What will it be like? How long can it last? Will she make me cum?

Laura drags her tongue deep into Jenny's willing vagina, drawing around the perimeter of the soft folds and meeting her enlarged clitoris. She continues to circle her tongue around the inner lips then paints a long wet line between the inner and outer labia to tantalise Jenny. 

Suddenly she stops to say something in a low almost indiscernible voice "I am doing to you now what was done to me by that older woman. Do you like the way I am showing you? Would you like to know more of what happened?"

"Yes! Yes! Jenny commands, "Don't stop. Please don't stop." 

"Mmmm, you smell so sweet Jenny. Did you put some nice perfume near your sweet spot?"

"Mmmm" Jenny mumbles.

Laura goes to the other side of Jenny's pussy, sliding her tongue top to bottom between outer and inner lips, sending little shivers through the younger woman. Now she hovers over the swollen clitoris and takes the head between her hot lips. Jenny is trembling in sexual splendour. Not even her doctor or her stepdaddy did it this way. A woman knows how to please a woman.

"Oooooh," she moans with greater urgency as Laura sucks on her clit head in machine-like short, fast sucking actions, using the tip of her tongue to playfully tease Jenny's engulfed clit glans. It seems she will never let it out of her mouth and Jenny is beside herself, rolling her shoulders from side to side against the floor in ecstasy. 

She tries to gorge as much of Jenny into her mouth as possible as if she were eating it and, holding most of the top part inside, she sucks harder and harder like a baby on a bottle. Jenny is going crazy. 

Laura is not satisfied that Jenny has got the whole picture and she rolls to the floor beside the teenager and wraps her legs around her. Their pussies squeeze together and both women lock their legs together,simultaneously thrusting into each other, rubbing their clits against the other, side to side, up and down, around and around as they squiggle and thrust in fast rising arousal 

As they thrash on the floor, the outdoor breeze swirls across their naked bodies, but the cool air can't cool their heat.

"Jenny, puffing with excitement and exertion, almost hoarsely asks Laura if this is what really happened with her female teacher. "Yes! Yes! Every bit of it. She was a savage with me, she ravaged me and I let her have her way. I could not fight it. It was too overpowering. She really knew how to make love."

They don't say another word as their pouting mouths lock together in passionate embrace. Their kisses are long and deep, their wet vaginas drowning in their lubricating juices. It is clit on clit, lips on lips, mouth on mouth, arms wrapped around bodies as they roll over towards the open balcony door and the cool night air. 

Jenny is like a dog on heat but licking Laura's face like a cat, moving her tongue around, behind and into her ears, licking around her neck and up under her chin. Laura shudders at the pulsating attention. Their pussy's push against each other, wet and wonderful sensations rip through them.

They seem to be on another planet, their moans and sighs becoming more and more anxious. Laura stares at the ceiling, her big eyes rolling back in ecstasy with this magnificent young body wrapped around hers, both of their smooth moist pussies rubbing. 

The intensity, the closeness of another woman's body wrapped around her,the steamy sensuality of another woman's hot kiss, her tongue in her mouth, her pussy squeezed against her pussy in rocking movements is taking the teenager to new heights. 

"Laura, Laura," cries Jenny. "You are sooooo gooood. Love me, love me,love me, love me"

Laura is reaching a crescendo herself. "I love you, I love you, I love you," she pants. Both of them are puffing like dogs on a blistering hot day, their emotions at boiling point. Sex, sex, sex, sex overwhelms them and their arms grip each other in tight bear hugs as great uncontrolled eruptions sweep through their perspiring bodies, starting in their head and racing to all their extremities. Their toes curl tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, and together, they let out a series of orgasmic cries, their bodies go stiff and arch back as they climax. It comes like rolling waves crashing on the shore. Everything is suddenly serene. Peaceful. Perfect. 

The only sound is heavy breathing. Breathing in, breathing out fast at first, then slower, more slowly and finally calm descends on them. 

Out of nowhere, a slow handclap pierces the air. It is Raymond. 

"Oh you bastard," Laura shouts. "You sneaked in and were watching us all the time."

"No I wasn't," he lies. "Well, only for the past 15 minutes maybe. I did ring a big cow bell to get your attention," he jokes, "but for some reason you two girls were too busy doing something for a mere male to interrupt. 

"Well Raymond, for your information. We were not making love, we were, we were."

"We were we were what," he says with a jibe.

"Laura is now on her feet and Jenny is sitting up. "We were. I was showing Jenny how to tie up shoe laces when you wear a blindfold," she fired back. Anyway, it's none of your business what us girls do. Raymond, there are times when a woman doesn't need a man, you know."

"Oh of course. Liberated women stuff but it look I just want you to know you both deserve to be nominated for an Oscar. What a performance!"

He tosses them two bath towels to wrap around them while he grabs some snack food from the well-appointed kitchen. The two women decide they will take a shower and come back to talk to Raymond who is unpacking some sex toys he hopes they might use through the night or in the morning.

Laura and Jenny get into the shower together and take turns washing big wads of suds over back and front, up their legs and pussies before individually washing their hair. Laura hints what is to come. "Your boss Raymond is quite a handsome guy, you know. 


While I am waiting for you to arrive and we are speaking over drinks at the bar he reminds me of my own daddy about the same age and the grey hair coming through. Even his bushy eyebrows look the same. I guess you are lucky to have a boss like that who is good looking and treats you real good."

"I never call him Raymond, I always call him sir. I think you shouldn't be too familiar with your boss by calling him by his first name"

Laura laughs. "But he can be familiar with you – like tonight!" They burst into hysterics laughing at the irony of Jenny's respect for her boss. 

They dry off and touch lips softly. Laura whispers that she has a great idea.

"Let's trick your boss and tie him up and we'll both have some fun with him. We'll undress him for starters," she says to a wide-eyed Jenny. "Look, you saw some of those things he brought back for us to play games with, you know, the handcuffs, the vibrators and ankle cuffs...let's tie him up and we will have our way with him. I hope he's got a big one."

"Oh yes he has," Jenny nods. 

"Jenny, it's obvious your boss is a voyeur freak. It will probably get him off. I bet he's got a big cock and shoots his sperm like a rocket launcher. Look, I'll be the ring leader so he can't blame you for starting it."

Jenny is grinning. "Yes, let's do it. We'll just sit each side of him on the couch and get him in the mood for a romp and while I get his ttention with my tits he always wants to suck you can slip the cuffs on him. But do it quick around the ankles immediately and he will be helpless to stop us undressing him"

Jenny feels like a wolf about to go on the prowl. "Oh this is exciting. Imagine me doing this to my own boss!" The two girls finally emerge from the bathroom with Cheshire cat grins on their faces. Raymond notices this and is suspicious. 

"Ah, about time. I was about to come looking for you. You both look like the cat that got the canary.Are you up to something?"

Laura answers quickly. "No Raymond, these cats are only interested in each other's pussy, no time for a real bird."

"Ha, very clever Laura but you both still have your bath towels wrapped around you. So are we now going to get you two in the bed so I can shoot some film of you getting raunchy?"

Laura flops beside him on the couch and as Jenny follows she looks right into the businessman's eyes with a seductive voice. . "Raymond why are you wearing a shirt when you know we have taken our shirts off? Are you embarrassed for me, a strangerto you, seeing if you have a hairy chest or do you shave it like I shave my pussy?" 

Jenny is beside herself, tickled pink by the way Laura can tease her boss. She knows he is not used to this. He is always in charge. "All right then, here is my shirt.You can have it and see, I don't shave my chest." Raymond is halfway to serious wondering what they are up to. 

He knows both girls are naked under the towels by the way the towels ride up their bodies, shorter than short mini skirts, and reveal their virgin-like hairless pussies. He is thinking only of them getting into the big master bed so he can video them playing with each other, and why he bought a swag of adult sex toys.

Jenny runs the flat palm of her hand across his thighs and feels his erection warming up. She slowly caresses the growing shape over his pants and outlines the thickness and length of it for Laura, saying, "Oh look I've found a big snake here. I hope it doesn't bite." As she says this Jenny pulls the bathrobe away from the breast nearest his face and pushes the solid puffy nipples to his mouth. "Oh sir, please show Laura how you sucked for milk when you were a little boy. Suck mummy's tit."

The boss ironically clasps both hands behind his neck in a comfortable layback position and starts to suckle on Jenny's big puffy. He sucks generously on her full breast oblivious to Laura hopping up and moving behind the sofa. Suddenly snap!

She moves so fast with the ankle cuffs they snap around his ankles before Raymond realises he has been taken prisoner. They pull him to the floor on his back.

The girls stand up and Laura announces bluntly, "Sir, your personal secretary Jenny is going to push your favourite fantasy into your face so you can see it better and eat it. 

"Raymond you are defenceless, We are boss now and you will do our bidding. I can't wait to see your pet toy. If it's big I'll know you must play with it a lot. Shocked; Raymond nods. Jenny can hardly contain herself.

Laura is masterful, completely in charge. Jenny, now he understands we are the boss, not him, we will s strip him naked." They pull Raymond's pants off and his undies and toss them across the floor. "Sir doesn't need any clothes does he," Laura teases. His cock is hard as a rock. It stands up like one of the big marble pillars in the Platinum Suite Raymond hired for the evening.

"Oooooh," says Laura. "I wish I had a boss like you to see every day of the week "That is a very big nasty weapon. Raymond, it must be about nine inches so now us girls know you must pull your dick a lot. You like to rub your cock as often as you can don't you Raymond," she teased

"We girls are arriving at work before anyone else and we find you tied up on your office floor. What are we to do? We lock the door behind us and since you like your girls to work for you, we will now go to work for you, or should I say, on you."

Laura is superb, and deserves the Oscar nomination Jenny straddles her bare sexy thighs around his neck, facing him. This is a position he must have dreamed about for years, Jenny thinks. 

"Sir, it is lunch hour and I've brought you your favourite snack," she says with such an innocent naïve sounding tone. She moves her pussy against his face so his mouth can reach her. Raymond only dreams about this sort of thing.

Laura is sliding eagerly down his pole, taking his full nine inches to the hilt. She squeezes his scrotum gently but firmly, feeling the size of his balls." Jenny, your boss as got big balls to go with his big cock. He must have a milk jug full of white glue in that sack. Don't you think he should not keep it all to himself." 

Jenny is too carried away to hear her as her boss munches greedily on her tender meat sandwich. The teenager is driving herself harder and harder into his face, almost suffocating him. Both women are enjoying themselves and although Jenny has her back to Laura and can visualise her riding him like a rodeo horse, the older woman facing towards Raymond's head watches how the teenager swivels her hips around and forces her boss to eat more humble pie.

Jenny sings out, eat me sir, eat me! Let me feel your tongue. Put it all in your mouth! Eat me!" 

They push Raymond to exhaustion and he can't continue being fucked by Laura any longer. With a great guttural moan he shoots inside her and Laura feels the hot flush of a man ejaculating in her pussy. 

She wishes it could happen more often. The deep heat sensation of having a man's thick rod explode deep inside her body, the exquisite rush of adrenalin knowing this is nature's natural force for the deepest love of all, fills her mind as much as her pussy. She stays on him long after his penis has given up the fight. It is something she doesn't want to give up. 

But Jenny, who did not climax, is not satisfied. Laura is still sitting astride Raymond, handcuffed and ankle cuffed and at their mercy when Jenny returns from the kitchen carrying two of the toys her boss bought for the two women to enjoy. 

One is a giant vibrator designed for external use and calibrated to send extremely powerful waves of electric generated impulses on sensitive parts of the body such as the woman's clitoris or a man's penis glans. 

It can make even an older man ejaculate almost immediately after having just done it. The toy borders on being an instrument of torture as much as pleasure. The other toy that catches Laura's eye is an eight-inch long strap on dildo Raymond purchased for her to fuck his young secretary.

Raymond remains on his back, naked and cuffed. He wants to know what they are whispering about. Jenny isn't game to use the giant vibrator on him in case he punishes her for going too far, but Laura has nothing to lose and wants to see a man squirm in violent ecstasy while helpless. 

She switches the power on and the swirling motion of the long rod type vibrator is laid against his cock. Jenny's eyes are big and wide and Laura looks at her and says, "Watch this."

The shuddering impulses from the sex toy jerk the man's big cock awake and it becomes rock hard again. As Jenny watches Laura clasps one hand around his scrotum, gently feeling his testicles and squeezing ever so lightly while she applies the submission power rod to the underside top of his penis. 

Shockwaves of almost unbearable intensity rivet his organ as Laura moves the rod all around the surface of his cock, sliding it up and down each side and, pushing it flat against his stomach as he groans louder and louder and starts bouncing about unable to stand the sexual intensity. 

She tells Jenny to feel his balls. His secretary holds them in her right hand and quips," They are so tight, they seem to be bigger, his whole scrotum if really tight." L

Laura persists with the rod, sending Raymond into raptures. His body swaying left and right and shouting now "Oh, I can't stand it! I can't stand it! 

She almost cruelly increases the vibrating speed to maximum and lays the rod flat against the very base of his penis where it touches the scrotum and pushes down, squeezing itagainst his stomach while the fingers of one hand slide around the highly sensitive lower abdomen just above his pubic hair. 

Raymond is on a rocket ship to outer space. He shakes and shouts, "I can't stand it, I can't stand it." I'm going to cum!"

Laura continues to tickle his lower abdomen, sending him into his final stage of frenzy as she slowly pushes the vibrating rod up the full length of his shaft and rests it heavily against the underside of his glans. 

Without warning, his erection jerks three times and spits a stream of cum up his body, landing on his face. Such irony, both girls think as they thrill to the way they have made him ejaculate over his own mouth. The powerful vibrator has done its job. In all, Raymond shoots plentiful loads of white spermatozoa in five separate bursts. All the time Raymond is moaning almost uncontrollably




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 06



"Quick Jenny, scoop up some of his cum and rub it all around the head of his cock. He will go crazy." 

Jenny follows her orders and massages his own cum all around the ultra sensitive head of his penis while in its most delicate state of sennsitivity.n. Handcuffed and ankle cuffed, all Raymond can do it twist about shouting "Oh my God! Oh my God! "Oh my God! What are you doing to me Jenny! 

Laura speaks to Raymond up close. "Hello Raymond, you deviant boss of this innocent little girl. You have left some of your bucket load of cum on your face so I will just push it into your mouth. I know you must like Jenny to eat your cum and I'm sure she will enjoy watching you swallow some of your own. That's a good boy, lick your lips. Can't waste a drop."

Raymond struggles in his bonds but it is useless. His hands and legs are tied. He has never felt so helpless, naked, so vulnerable in his life. He is just glad the two women, while obviously having their fun with him, are not man-hating lesbians.

Laura is leaning over his face again, talking to him in almost caressing tones. "Raymond, thank you so much for buying this big stiff strap-on penis dildo you want us to use while you perv on us, but I have a better idea. "Oh, I will definitely fuck Jenny with it and I'm sure she will fuck me too, but you will have to go home before then and won't be able to perv on us."

Jenny is estatic, enjoying every little insult, knowing she could never get away with teasing her boss so cruelly. He groans and sounds cranky. "Untie me. Untie me!"

Laura, unrepenting has bad news for him. "Not yet dear Raymond, You lucky, lucky man. Two beautiful nude women crawling all over your naked body and you can't lay even a finger on us. How disappointing!

"Oh, Raymond, we are not finished with you yet. More surprises in store. We are really going to put your testicles to the test tonight. 

"Raymond you have a wonderfully big cock and now we both know how it can shoot cum all over you when you pull yourself off. 

"Raymond you do jerk off don't you; I mean how many times at work have you perved on little Jenny's tight butt, her long shapely legs, her tiny skirt, her hot pussy? How many times have you gone home at night and got your cock out and jerked off thinking it was going on Jenny's face?"

Jenny can't believe her ears. Has Laura gone mad? Is she a sex maniac? Is she running a dungeon somewhere? What will happen if he gets really pissed off with being treated like a slave? No sooner has the though entered Jenny's mind when Laura pipes up and tells Raymond he must now roll over on his tummy. She disappears for a moment and comes back from the stateroom with a pillow.

"What are you doing?" Jenny asks anxiously, now worried about her boss getting mad at her. "Yes what are you to up to now," Raymond shouts but Laura quickly responds. In her hand is a jar of petroleum jelly.

"Raymond, its Laura here. You are my slave, and I am your master, not your mistress like you prefer. Raymond you know what happens to naughty slaves?

"No!" he shouts back. "What are you doing now? This is ridiculous, I am supposed to be videoing you two acting like sluts on the bed."

"Oohhh! Did you hear that Jenny? He thinks we are going to act like sluts for him so he can get his rocks off. Are you a slut Jenny? 

"No way!"

"Am I a slut Jenny?"

"Of course not, you are just the sexiest woman I've ever met."

"Raymond, I know you want to fuck me but I have a better idea. I am going to fuck you with this big fat strap-on you so generously bought for us to play with. I must make sure it works before I put it into Jenny."

"What are you up to Laura? What are you talking about?" Raymond shouts with panic written on his face.

She straps the eight-inch long penis shaped dildo on and Jenny pushes a pillow under his hips for access. Jenny rubs petroleum jelly around his anus and some around the top of the dildo. 

Suddenly Raymond realises what is happening. "Oh no, not that!" he shouts. "I've never been fucked up the backside. I don't want to be. Don't do it."

Laura leans into his ear. "Raymond, too bad. It's funny how you guys don't mind giving it up the back to us girls though." She positions herself and slowly drives the penile weapon into him as he groans loudly.

Jenny can't believe what she sees. She is wet from excitement. This woman from the mid west screwing her big shot businessman boss and he is helpless to stop her. Beautiful!

Laura pushes a button on the fat dildo as she steers it in deeper to its extremity, Raymond writhing around as she leans her weight on the back of his muscular thighs. Once she presses the button the top of the range design dildo creates a twisting, screwing motion inside him. 

Laura delights in changing the speed of its rotating action from slow to faster, then to faster again and switching it into thrust mode so that the concertina design adult toy acts like a torpedo being fired from a submarine. 

The extra five inches of in and back, in and back, in and back thrusts have Raymond going off his head. Laura struggles to sit squarely on him as he writhes about in agonising ecstasy.

"Go tiger!" Laura shouts as she slaps him on his backside. After 20 minutes of jamming the rod up him, Laura thinks it's time to end his torture. "Raymond, are you still alive? It's Laura in the saddle. I am so excited fucking you with my big cock that I'm going to blow inside you. 

"I only have to press a button on my man cock and I will shoot a load of white stuff into you so you know how us girls feel when a man does that to us. You will like it I'm sure."

She drives the eight-inch dildo in and out faster and faster, faster and faster, faster and faster and with a big make believe orgasmic cry, squirts the contents of the thick dildo into him. Raymond is saturated inside. He is fucked, literally.

The two women get dressed while they leave Raymond lying there tied up and naked in a rather demeaning way. Laura suggests to Jenny in a loud mocking voice..."Yes I think we should let the cleaners find him here like this in the morning."

After brewing some coffee they let Raymond out of his bonds. Laura gets in first.

"Oh dear Raymond we are so sorry if we offended you but we know how much you like to play a game and if it makes you feel better, when I sat on your cock tonight it was so good I just had to return the favour.

"Poor little Jenny though, she missed some of that fun and had to be content fingering herself while she watched me screw you."

Raymond is silent. Still bruised by the way the two women outplayed him. Jenny kisses Raymond on the lips and thanks him for being "so nice."She begs him now to go home so the two of them can retire to the luxurious stateroom and go to bed together without any cameras. 

"Raymond, I will see you on Monday at the office. But Laura and I have a date to finish that you started. Remember? No men allowed now."

The boss skulks off out of the hotel and the two women open the curtains wide to let the moonlight flood into the expansive room and illuminate the bed high above the city below. Laura places the washed strap-on dildo on the end of the bed. They lie side by side undressed.

"Men, sometimes I can't figure them out," says Laura.

"Me neither" her young lover responds.

Laura leans across and places a sweet kiss on Jenny's high poised nipple.

"Do you feel like sleeping darling?" she asks.

"No way," the teenager replies.

She feels the silky touch of a hand on her naked thigh as the full moon passes behind a cloud and for a moment they are clothed in darkness. 

To be continued: In Manipulating Jenny, Chapter 7, her forgiving boss puts Jenny to her most challenging test: negotiating a big deal for him with a nasty, high powered multi-millionaire business magnate. 



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 07



Sexy18 year-old office junior Jenny's 38-22-34-inch body is supercharged with a rare kind of fulfilment after coming away from her first bi-sexual encounter with 30 year- old country visitor Laura (see chapter 6). While memories of a week ago linger long she must now concentrate on tonight's VIP client dinner meeting with her boss and an out-of-town business magnate.

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The dinner meeting at the plush six-star Ritz Hotel is to get the hard-nosed entrepreneur to agree to her boss's terms over a protracted and lucrative business deal and Raymond wants Jenny to join him to help coerce a decision in his favour. Well, that's the story her sometimes-devious boss told her. In truth, the so-called out-of- town business magnate is really one of Raymond's filthy rich golfing cohorts who paid $10,000 for Raymond to set up the clandestine meeting so he could get access to Jenny and, with luck, bed her for a night of debauchery. It is a long shot, he knows, but after seeing a video of Jenny entertaining her boss in nothing but her stockings and garter belt two weeks ago, he regards the $10,000 worth the chance now he is totally besotted with her erotically beautiful natural physical assets and perceived innocence. The virgin he can have when he's not having a virgin. 

For Jenny, this is quite a different matter. She is completely unaware she is being set up and has been so careful manipulated by her boss for this important meeting that she is taking her new role as his personal secretary to its zenith. This is her chance to show she can handle a high level executive situation and she is determined not to disappoint her boss. They are to meet in the foyer of the city's most sumptuous hotel at 6pm and go straight to the client who is waiting for their private dinner meeting in the Platinum Suite on level 50. Her boss, Raymond, has booked the $5000 a night massive suite until noon the next day

Jenny is utterly convinced this is not just her biggest moment in her working life, being party to an important business negotiation dinner meeting at a high level venue, it is to her way of thinking, equally important for her boss. The stakes are high; she has been urged to think. She has been well primed for the occasion to perform well for her boss. Raymond is providing her with an eye-popping yet elegant evening gown specially designed by a friend in a top fashion house. It is daring, it is different, and it is going to make Jenny look the part tonight. He spares no expense to put Jenny on a pedestal so that his tough as nails dinner guest will buckle under pressure from Jenny's charm and agree to sign the deal.

He has also arranged for Jenny to prepare for the big evening with a $1200 full body and facial pampering at the city's most exclusive address where celebrities often go. It includes hot spa, full body massage, manicure, pedicure, special oils to add lustre to her already smooth light brown Latina body, "film star" make-up, hair styling and a 20ml gift of an exclusive body perfume the salon staff say will drive a man wild and remain scented in the skin for at least three showers.

Jenny is unaware that her boss has planned to phone the hotel at the last minute, feigning sudden illness, and have her paged for a message. 

Expecting her boss to guide her through the evening -- she keeps thinking of the Pretty Woman movie hotel business dinner scenario and doesn't want to be embarrassed -- Jenny enthusiastically heads off to collect her hand made evening gown.

Raymond also had specially designed and handmade a daring piece of lingerie he says she must put on for him once the clock strikes 10pm. He tells her that if the mongrel doesn't agree to sign the deal by then and it drags on, Jenny will have to flaunt her figure where actions speak louder than words. She has assured him she would not let him down, as the deal is so important to him.

Arriving home Jenny can't wait to try the evening gown on. It is sensational. and hand made for her measurements. It is an ankle length black satin gown with a subtle full- length split up the front that goes within three inches of her crotch. As Jenny walks the gown separates from the front to show lots of bare leg and inner thighs yet is extremely elegant and in some way rather discreet. It has been designed to be eye- catching but not brazen, the sort of dress a Hollywood starlet could wear with pride.

The shoulders are completely bare. Adjoining straps tie the gown at the back of the neck and the designer has created a sensational low cleavage for Jenny's big firm breasts by having parallel four-inch wide straps sweep down from the neck, crossing over the nipples of each breast and the deep vee shape leaving three inches of bare torso underneath the breasts before the gown assumes a normal full cover to the ankles -- apart from the splits! The dress does not allow for a bra to hold her jugs -- they are so firm they stand up very well without support. 

Her swollen puffy nipples etch a clear outline against the sheer satin and cannot hide their size and pointy shape. Her breasts are fully exposed from the side profile, except where the material runs over the nipples, Because Jenny's boobs are so firm the side-on view of the evening gown is mind boggling sexy. At the back the gown has a matching full length split up the centre parallel to the front one, rising to just three inches from the start of the buttocks. Anyone following behind Jenny as she walks will see lots of leg and shapely inner thighs. 

She looks a million dollars. The evening gown is so elegant on her despite the way her elongated puffy nipples push out erotically from under the sheer satin Jenny is thrilled and can't wait to display her magnificence to her boss in just a few hours' time.

God, she says to herself, this turns me on. Once Raymond sees me in this tonight he will want to ravish me. Oh well, sometimes a personal secretary deserves to be ravished by her boss when she is soooo good. She anxiously opens the small parcel containing the lingerie she will wear later in the night after all the business is over and done. 

"Ooooh", Jenny says aloud, wondering what is inside the package. "Raymond must have something naughty in mind for me. Jenny pulls the outfit out of the box and is gob smacked. "Wow! Wowee!" she cries aloud. Without saying another word she steps into it and looks at herself in the full-length mirror. "Raymond, you are a dirty old man," she says aloud in a chastising manner. The outfit consists of a pure silk one-piece outfit she must step into and tied with a thin strap behind the neck. Parallel two-inch wide strips of fine satin sweep down the front in a V design, barely covering her bulbous nipples, and run past a bare abdomen to merge in the crotch, only fractionally wide enough to contain her pristine pussy into a tight fitting pouch. The garment is so light and so small it fits into her clenched hand.

"Oh my God, oh my God," Jenny mutters. "I may as well wear just a postage stamp. "This is amazing. This will send any man crazy. Maybe any woman too," thinking of her recent lesbian fling with the girl from the country. Jenny stands looking at her image in the full-length mirror. She just stares and stares wondering what her boss will say when the clock reaches 9pm and she must change from the elegant full length gown into this...thing. Jenny talks to herself because her stepdad is not home. "My boss is a real perv, the dirty devious old bugger but he knows how to bring out the best, or the worst maybe, in me! Anyway, can't let him down tonight, not now I've got the big pay rise and the BMW."

She looks magnificently graceful in her new ankle length evening dress, her professional make-up and hair styled to perfection, her nipples specially lacquered in an edible emollient to make their natural pigment darker and richer her skimpy black lace g-string panties, sheer black nylon stockings and matching lace garter belt, black shiny patent leather high heels that strap around the ankles above their four-inch high supports, and of course, her personal jewellery consisting of the slave chain anklet, matching necklace, wrist chain and ear rings that drop two inches beneath the lobes.. 

The clock approaches 6pm and unsuspecting Jenny arrives on time at the hotel. She enters the spacious foyer of the swish hotel and notices people looking at her. She stands somewhat uncomfortably near a huge marble pillar clutching her purse that contains her lip-gloss and scanty piece of lingerie for sleeping with her boss. Her statuesque figure is a commanding sight in her extraordinary cut eveningwear. She overhears one couple whispering about her and thinks she heard the word supermodel. That brightens her up.

After 10 minutes she stands there on her own, now fidgeting and hoping Raymond won't be long. She is not used to being in such posh places and it scares her a little even though she looks as though she is indeed a supermodel, or maybe a Hollywood starlet She looks more womanly than her real teenage years, not long out of school.

She hears her name being paged to come to the reception desk and struts across the wide expanse of marble floor. "That's me, you just called. Yes?" she says in an unusually tentative tone.

The desk clerk smiles back. "Yes Miss, er, we just received a message from a gentleman called Raymond, He is one of our VIP clients here and I understand he is your employer. He has been delayed arriving to meet you as arranged due to sudden illness. He has asked us to let you know he may still arrive later if he can but meanwhile he wants you to go ahead with the dinner appointment and carry out his instructions as previously discussed. He said he is relying on you to complete the negotiations."

Jenny nearly faints on the spot. This is so unexpected and she walks away from the reception area trembling inside and mumbling softly, "My God, it's just me -- Raymond how could you do this to me? Get sick at a time like this. My God, what if I stuff it up?

She sits in a rich velvet lounge chair for a moment to gather herself together She is a showpiece without even thinking of how beautiful and alluring she looks in the stunning outfit draped around her curvaceous body. Admiring glances comes from all directions but she is unaware of them.

She steels herself after reciting back what the boss told her earlier. Room 1000, level 50 and it's a Mr Wilson. That's easy to remember...I must just be myself like a good alert and thoughtful personal secretary would be expected to be, I am representing the boss himself. Don't have to get into technical business talk, just make him relaxed in my company and keep edging him to agree to do business with my boss because the deal put to Mr Wilson is his final offer and it's a good offer.

She repeats this sermon to herself as she enters the elevator. She still doesn't know what this big business deal actually is and her mind is working overtime in the seconds it takes for the rapid rise elevator to reach level 50. Raymond said it was too secret. Just get him to say he'll sign the paper he has in his room. Jenny, don't complicate things. Keep it simple. Just get him to sign. The man knows all the detail; I don't have to worry about that. Just think like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman. She handled tycoon Richard Gere pretty cool. Be like her. Easy goes. 

Her moment of destiny arrives as she reaches his door. The Platinum Suite door where only the Big Shots stay. Three deep breaths and exhale now. Stay calm. She presses the doorbell.

"That you Raymond? comes as a voice inside. The door opens and there is Mr Wilson. He is a tall, rather handsome man about the same age as her own stepfather and her boss, give or take a few years either way in the 50s He has a shock of thick grey hair, a moustache but strong eyes. He is in a deep grey silk business suit, white silk business shirt, deep burgundy coloured silk tie and shiny black business shoes. 

"I'm Jenny, Raymond's personal secretary He said you knew I'd be attending the dinner."

"Oh hello Jenny. It's nice to meet you but where is Raymond? Is he coming along behind you? Don't tell me the elevator door shut before he could get in? Always knew he was a big slow off the mark." 

"Sorry sir, er, Mr Wilson, my boss just phoned to say he's been taken ill and wants us to start without him. I do hope he will be along soon though.' 

"Er, yes of course. I'm sure he will be along later. Must be something pretty bad though for him to not make it to this meeting. Guess he has a lot of faith in you young lady."

"Oh yes sir, he does. I never let him down."

Mr Wilson ushers Jenny inside to the huge apartment that resembles an opulent palace-like place with marble pillars and huge chandeliers. Mr Wilson knows he must be careful not to blow his cover and must not let his lecherous ways get the best of him or Jenny may get frightened off and there goes his ten grand. No young woman as beautiful as this and so elegantly attired, wants to be suckered into a sex trap as meat for dirty old men to take advantage of their innocence.

So there are only two people in the massive apartment - one girl not long out of school and now a working teenager and one man more than 30 years older. Both of them are privately wishing themselves to not to stuff up the opportunity, but for completely opposite reasons.

He beckons Jenny to sit down. "Here, let's wait a few minutes in case Raymond turns up." Jenny sits back on a very plush lounge chair and almost falls back into it such is its size. For a moment, her legs spreadeagle until she gets her balance but Mr Wilson already gets a good look right up into the thigh high split in her full-length dress. He let out an inaudible private groan that Jenny did not notice.

"Goodness young lady, that dress you are wearing is simply exquisite on you. I must say I could be mistaken for thinking you are like a goddess from out of the movies." Jenny immediately thinks again of Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman. Mr Wilson immediately thinks of the secret video of Jenny entertaining her boss in her underwear.

"Thank you sir, I do my best to look good for my boss, he is such a good man. You must find him very good and trusting and I'm sure you can't go wrong in any business deals with him."

"Er, yes, I'm sure your are right. As a matter of fact, we are working on something right now. If it comes off, your boss and I will be most pleased. But I have some doubts it will eventuate."

Jenny pipes up as room service brings their meals in. It is avocado chicken salad, perfect for such a hot night. Expensive bottles of collector vintage wines are already laid on in a glass cabinet in the room, some she finds out later have a retail price of $1500 and $2000 a bottle.

They sit down to eat and Mr Wilson pours her a drink. "Do people actually pay $2000 for a bottle of wine, she asks innocently?" Yes, of course. This hotel is often frequented by Arab sheiks from the Emirates and that is pocket change to them. And don't forget we have a lot of wealthy people of our own who like to indulge."

The small talk continues for the best part of the next hour until they finish their main course and deserts. Jenny feels full but is also full of beans in another sense and knows she must stay alert and come across very sophisticated for such a major client of her boss. While Mr Wilson pours them another wine Jenny studies him carefully. For his age he is not bad, she muses, I wonder if he is married, how many kids has he got, how can I get the conversation back to what the boss wants me to work on?

Jenny nervously looks at the wall clock. It is just on eight o'clock and no Raymond. Mr Wilson notices her apprehension at the time. "I think it looks like your boss would be here by now if he were coming. No one is two hours late. But we can give him just a few more minutes surely." Jenny nods appreciatively

"Mr Wilson, are you going to sign that deal with my boss?" she fires directly at him, thinking a more direct approach may work. "Dear Jenny, it isn't that simple. There is a lot of money at stake in this and I have to be sure." Jenny hasn't a clue what he is talking about and neither does Mr Wilson since there is really no such deal at all, but he must continue the charade until he can get the voluptuous young teenager to unwittingly submit herself to him. 

It is now 8.30 and Jenny has firm instructions from her boss to change into the lingerie at 9pm even if the client is stalling. This is his fallback position but Jenny came to the hotel thinking they would get the business deal settled certainly before 9pm, the client would go and she would enjoy Raymond's company in bed.

Both Jenny and Mr Wilson are getting anxious but for opposite reasons. She wants him to go, he wants her to stay. She wants a signature, he wants her body but she doesn't know that. The old man takes a risk and a big tactical mistake which Jenny later can seize on. She recalls something her boss told her when explaining negotiating skills. Find the weakness in the other party. Something you know they want and use that weakness against them to get them to deal on your terms. 

Mr Wilson puts his hands on each of Jenny's shoulders and tells her she is very beautiful. His comment is harmless but leads to the one that Jenny can later exploit with all her womanly guile.

" You know, in some ways you remind me of my stepdaughter from my wife's first marriage. She turned 18 just last week and my God she turned out a beautiful teenager from the skinny kid he used to be."

"Did she and you get on well together?" 

"Oh yes, very much so, but always platonic. Only saw her momentarily once in the nude when she was just 13 and even then she had well formed breasts and today she's about the same kind of figure like you Jenny. That's why you remind me of her." 

"How did you come to see her in the nude?

"I thought she was finished showering as she had been in the bathroom for ages and there was no water running so I just went in and there she was sitting on the side of the bath, her legs stretched out towards the door, and she had just finished shaving her pussy

"I got such a shock and just stood there looking at it and apologising and all she said that it was her fault for taking so long and not to worry about it. She did say next time though to check because she always keeps her pussy bare as that's how she always wants it to be, Of course I have no idea if that's the case after five years since except to think it's so because she is exceptionally fussy about how she looks."

"So Mr Wilson, does seeing a girl that age make a man feel sexy?" 

"What? Oh, at that age as you would know she is already a young woman in the making and lots of girls just reaching their teens can have really very well developed breasts"

"Yes, tell me about I, I was 34 inch B cup at 13. Now I am 38 inch."

"Er, yes I notice you and Katrina are very similar in size and she has puffy nipples like you. I can't help but notice. "But to answer your question, yes, of course it makes a man feel sexy, or to put it another way, makes her look very sexy. In fact, if I could have one wish granted to me before I die it would be to spend just one night in bed with my stepdaughter"

Jenny has instantly seized the moment. "Really, you feel that strongly about her?" |

"Well, quite confidentially she does turn me on, always has since that day I caught her shaving her pussy. By jingo just seeing it even momentarily made me feel so horny that ever since I wished that somehow I could have my way with her."

Jenny giggles. "Oh Mr Wilson, I do think all men are the same. Give an inch, take a foot. See a bit of young girl flesh and want the whole woman."

"Er, well maybe so, but you women make it hard for a man you know, the way you all dress up so seductively and then complain if someone stares at you."




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 07



"Well Mr Wilson, I sure won't be cranky at you if you stare at me and I know my dress tonight is really very sexy and I'm glad you liked it."

"What I'd like to know is how you and Katrina can have such big tits that stand up so firm with no support. Look at that dress you are wearing, from the side all I can see is bare breast. It would be so easy to put one's hand in there and hold them."

"Mr Wilson, you speak so well of your stepdaughter and I know how my stepdaddy and I feel about each other I can relate to how you feel so come over here and stand behind me and put your hands around my breasts for a minute to see how they stand up without a bra."

"Really? Are you serious? Not having me on? Not going to tell Raymond if I do?

"Of course not. He would be real mad at me if he knew I would let you do this."

The old accountant never figured on this free treat of instant gratification as he steps behind Jenny and brings both hands around the side of her sensationally designed dress and slides his open hands around the bare breasts held in by the front of the dress. His hands go right under and around the front to slide up around and tweak her big puffy nipples. 

"This is just beautiful. Just beautiful. Your tits are fantastic."

"Are they like Katrina's?" she says to bait him.

"Yes very much the same size only I've never felt them -- only seen them behind tight tops and that. She has puffy nipples though like you. Love them. I always wanted to get my mouth around them since I saw how big they were when she was 13."

Jenny has heard enough and quickly pulls away. "Now Mr Wilson, I can't let you nibble my nipples just because you'd like to ravage your stepdaughter Jenny uses the expression ravage deliberately to heat up his obvious concealed passion for his wife's sibling.

The old man enjoyed feeling her breasts. She is coming around a bit, he thinks. Jenny is mute. He wants to touch me, feel me; he is going to cave in like they all do. Maybe he'll sign the deal any minute, she thinks.

He speaks first, flopping to the lounge as she stands before him. "Look Jenny, if I agree to your boss's terms on our deal, this is going to cost me plenty. You have no idea as you have nothing to lose. It is a big ask, but why don't you make me think I can work out something by taking off your dress and letting me see what a sexy young 18 year-old personal secretary looks like under her clothes?"

"You want me to take off the dress sir? That is a bit much to ask isn't it?" They are both foxing now. She senses she is getting him to melt under her hot sexy looks and will go the way her boss wants; he thinks she is playing hard to get and wants to not look cheap.

"Jenny, tell you what, you are a very sophisticated young lady; I can see why Raymond hired you because you are not just attractive and good to be around, you are very intelligent and an asset to his firm. If I see you in your underwear it makes me see the real you because clothes cover people up. Seeing how you look under your clothes makes you well, er, more true to life, you know what I mean."

Jenny smiles sweetly. "You want to see the real me?"

"Yes of course." 

"Will it help Raymond?"

"It could. I came here tonight determined not to give in to that greedy man..."

"Well, sir, I have to tell you I cannot possibly undress for you. I have specific instructions from my boss not to do anything silly. He could sack me if I went against his instructions."

Both Jenny and Mr Wilson know that is not true, as Jenny has been told to do whatever it takes to get him to sign, even having sex with him all night if she has to. Mr Wilson, after paying $10,000 to Raymond, has been told to get her into bed on his own ability. The money he paid was just to give him an inside running opportunity after seeing the hot video of Jenny filmed in her boss's office in her underwear.

They continue to fox. Jenny is unaware it is a set-up and Mr Wilson is unaware Jenny is prepared to have sex to get him to sign Raymond's piece of paper. A deal that doesn't even exist but she is not to know that.

They are approaching stalemate again. Going nowhere. Time is running out for both but neither is aware of the other's fear. On the surface it looks a legitimate deal they are trying to settle. Jenny, knowing she may have to give sex to get him to sign, doesn't want to give in to the old man. She wants to crack him to show her boss she is one clever operator.

She presses on and another half hour disappears on the clock without any result. He knows if he agrees to sign he will never get her into bed as she has what she's after for her boss. She knows that if she offers sex too early he will greedily take that but still hold out for something better. The all night stand and there's nothing in that for her.

It is coming up to 9pm and he won't budge. Raymond has told her to slip into his hot outfit as a last resort to get him to sign up. Of course Raymond knows by her doing that she is only feeding him what he paid for but as an exploited teen, Jenny is unaware that ruse won't work either. For him, it's all night in bed or no signature. That's Jenny's nightmare. It's not what she wants and if it happens, she has failed her boss. She thinks.

"Mr Wilson, I've tried my hardest to be attractive to you in the hope you would agree to the deal my boss put to you; we have talked for three hours and I have let you feel my tits while in this lovely evening dress. I know you haven't tried to do anything improper that would upset my boss and maybe affect your business relationships but I have to say I am disappointed"

"You are disappointed I haven't asked you for sex?"

"Hell no, not that. I didn't mean that. I mean I am disappointed that you are prepared to let a good business deal slip through your fingers by not signing the paper my boss put to you. He told me is was an exceptional offer."

"Jenny, it's just that...you don't have to lose what I have to lose if I cave in. I can't do it," he says with mock tension. You see, it's easy for you to say sign here and there is no skin off your back so to speak, but to me a lot of investment is riding on my shoulders. For your part you have absolutely nothing to lose, nothing at all."

Jenny is now convinced she has failed to seduce him into agreeing to her boss's deal. Mr Wilson is now convinced he has failed to get her into bed like he hoped. 

They look at each other; Jenny in her evening dress looking like she wants to go home. He looks totally dejected. His previously erect penis has curled up and retired to a quiet corner of his underpants. Raymond, across the other side of town, wonders what is happening at the hotel. 

In a last ditch attempt to get him to buckle, Jenny puts her soft hand under his chin and speaks in an affectionate voice, a tone he has not heard previously.

"Mr Wilson, you said you will be the loser if you agree to my boss's deal and you say I have nothing to lose if you do that. Let me say that if you agree to the deal with my boss I will give something away that belongs to my boss"

He looks up, a glimmer of hope appears out of nothing. 

"What exactly are you saying? What are you losing that belongs to your boss?"

"Mr Wilson, I'm sorry, I have to go to the bathroom for a moment before I can explain." As she disappears from view the businessmen sits up apprehensively but quietly cursing. "This bitch is giving me a hard time. Is this the same Jenny who so easily performed sex dances and put a vibrator up her while her boss put it all on video in his office?"

Five minutes later Jenny re-emerges and the old man can't believe his eyes. The charade may yet work. Jenny is standing there in just her high heel shoes and the teeny one-piece sheer silk lingerie outfit Raymond requested her to wear for him at bedtime. "Geeezus, oh geezus," he murmurs as he leans forward from the edge of the lounge chair. 

"Mr Wilson, I will make a deal with you if you make a deal with my boss. This outfit I am wearing hardly covers my body and my boss wanted me to wear it for him tonight. You say I have nothing to lose. Well, I am prepared to lose my pride and let you see me in this thing that makes me virtually naked, and in doing so I would expect you to sign that damn piece of paper for Raymond."

He knows if he says yes now, that will be the end of it. She has only one fallback position and both are getting desperate.

"You are just stunning. simply stunning Jenny. I want to thank you for being so honest with me and trying so hard to help your boss but this deal means more to me than sex." His eyes feast over her luscious body. It is almost too good to be true. He is so close, yet so far. He is like a kid looking through the window of as shop filled with lollies. So close but something there to stop him reaching out."

He bites his lip, knowing he is on the verge of getting nothing else from Jenny when he takes a bold step and rejects her dancing for him in lurid fashion. I must be made, he thinks, I may never ever get this close to something so beautiful, so hot.

"It's not about sex, it's...it's...Jenny I can't do it and won't do it. You have been brave ambassador for your boss and I respect you tremendously but no deal"

Jenny feels shattered, but then remembers his daughter. She feigns being terribly upset with tears and runs to the bedroom and returns in her evening dress as though she is preparing to go home.

Now he feels shattered. Blast! I've stuffed it, he curses under his breath. The little bitch is packing up to go. I've lost. He is really pissed off with himself. He was going so well, it just had to be too good to be true but at least he got to feel her tits. For $10,000?

Then suddenly Jenny makes an amazing statement.

"Mr Wilson I am determined to take that piece of paper back to the office with your signature on it and I am going to offer you something you have always wanted provided you sign first.

He looks up, surprised.

"Your daughter Katrina is my age, my kind of figure. You are her stepdaddy and you told me tonight you would do anything to spend a night in bed with her. You want to fuck her, let's be honest now. You admitted she gets you by the balls and you want her real bad but you can't have her.

"Sign that paper in the next five minutes and I will give you Katrina, your stepdaughter in bed for the night of your life. I will be Katrina, we'll dim the light; you can call me by her name when you get aroused and I will call you daddy like she does. I can make your ultimate dream come true. And Mr Wilson, not just for a quick poke. As many as you like until breakfast time. 

"Well, what about it?"

He can't believe his ears. "You've beaten me lass, you win. You found my weak spot and went for it. I should not have told you how much I wanted to fuck Katrina but you are one smart little lady, a good negotiator. Give me the paper and I'll sign it now."

The magic words have been spoken. He's heard Jenny say she will sleep with him all night. For a 54 year-old grubby minded yet respectable looking accountant this is manna from heaven. This is not a bordello job; this is a juicy full-bodied kid. He stutters in excitement, trying not to make any mistakes now the trick is almost stitched up.

"Oh Mr Wilson, Raymond must never, never know I am doing this. I could lose my job. He could lose respect for me. He must think I have simply talked you into submission on the deal and there was no sex whatsoever. I went home at 8.30 you understand? 

"Yes Jenny. It makes sense. He would be speechless to think one of his clients could get you into bed."

He drags himself to his briefcase and pulls out a sheet of typed paper with lots of legalistic bunkum all over it. It look impressive but is just a mass of text not meant for Jenny to read. 

"Here, I've signed and dated it now and I'll seal it in this envelope for you to hand to Raymond personally. You must not try to read it or he will be very angry. It is highly confidential and I know you will respect that."

"Oh yes, of course."

Jenny is thrilled that she has secured the deal for her boss. He will be over the moon when he knows, but she sure won't tell him how she did it. Mr Wilson will though, and Raymond will shake hands with him and say congratulations.

Jenny has been tricked into a full night of debauchery with one of Raymond's golfing partners, far from the big shot business magnate he is supposed to be. And now, unwittingly, she concedes her body to the man some 30 years her senior.

"Sir, I will give you a good time tonight and I will afterwards sleep naked beside you until morning. If you wake up through the night, you can have your way with me even if I am still asleep. But you are no longer Mr Wilson....

The old man suddenly panics, thinking she knows that is not his real name, but her next words quickly calm him.

"I am going to call you daddy. You will recall I said told you earlier that my stepdaddy was about your age and build and with grey hair like you and I have secretly wished for him to ravish me; I truly worship him as my hero, a sexy man who doesn't know that he excites me so. Tonight you will be my stepdaddy and I will enjoy the lust I want from him if you do me well."

Mr Wilson is flabbergasted. "Sure Jenny. I'll pretend to be your stepdaddy and ravish you like you wish he would. I'll be calling you Katrina then, or my little daughter, and you can call me daddy. I think this will be fantastic."

For them both the idea is a win/win conclusion to a frustrating evening. First and foremost for Jenny, she has succeeded in her mission. She can take the signed paper to her boss so he trumps Mr Wilson in their negotiations and demonstrates to her boss she can be trusted in such important business.

The double whammy for her, she thinks anyway, is that even though she must now sleep with Mr Wilson for getting him to sign up, she can make their sex a make- believe for her own strong desires to be fucked by her own stepfather. He will be calling her his daughter and she can call him daddy so the fantasy will be very powerful and make her want to perform well. 

Mr Wilson is so besotted with desiring to fuck his own 18 year-old stepdaughter Katrina that Jenny's cunning offer to play the role of his equally buxom daughter in an all-night sex romp was simply too good an offer to refuse. For the old man not only can he act out his long time sexual crush on his stepdaughter but he realises with excitement that while Jenny's boss Raymond spent one hour videoing her in just stockings and garter belt, he gets to be with her naked in bed from 9.30 at night until at least 9.30 the next morning -- an incredible 12 hours of continuous access to her undressed stunning beauty.

He is convinced he has won the night, just as Jenny thinks she has won the night. They finish having a coffee nightcap and he is falling over himself to get her into the stateroom dominated by a huge bed with white satin sheets. Jenny adjusts the exclusive mood lights in the room to just two ultra soft 5 watt floor mounted ribbon lights which run along the floor at the bottom of the walls except the panoramic opening to the outside balcony. They are so dim they are similar to a night light in a baby's room. After all, she doesn't care too much about looking at Mr Wilson's face, just his size and voice will be enough because he will be her stepfather and she decides to use the profane experience with this dirty old man on how she can be with her real stepdaddy if she can somehow get him in the mood to take her to his bed one night.

"Isn't it a bit dark, I can hardly see you," he complains after Jenny as they both undress. Jenny is ready to turn it on -- but not the lights.

"Oh daddy you don't need the lights," she says in a genuinely juvenile tone. I can't escape you now you have me in the nude and you locked the doors to have your way with me. 

"I know daddy you want me so much without any clothes and I had this feeling you would want to take me tonight. "See, when I came home from school today I went and polished my bare pussy with a lovely scented sexy oil to make it glisten in the soft light. And to make it even smoother so daddy's tongue will find it softer than silk."

He can't believe he is hearing this. Her voice is soft and juvenile, teasing, comely and warm. The shape of her sex goddess-like body is before him in muted shadow form with the ever-so-soft floor light behind her making her look exquisitely sensuous. Mr Wilson is kneeling on the bed with a throbbing erection. Her voice mesmerises him for a moment. She sounds like a child talking, wide-eyed innocence wanting to flaunt her youthful body, the big buds on her youthful breasts, her bare pussy, her skin to supple and smooth, her buttocks so tight, her thighs so shapely just waiting for her daddy the explorer to go hunting.

"My God, what a sexy daughter you turned out to be," he says almost breathless in anticipation of what is about to happen. "My angel, I feel like I am in heaven when I look at you completely nude offering yourself to me."

"Daddy you know I have always been there for you. You help me with my homework 'cause you want your little daughter to be the best girl in class at school and your little sweetie pie loves you so much I want you to put your big hands all over my soft skin and have your way with me."

"Oh Katrina, I want tonight to last forever," he says more urgently as he moves up to Jenny and rests her backwards. "You are so gorgeous, so delicious."

Jenny is only 18 but is a natural at play making as though she is twice her age in experience. She knows how to make a grown man wince in devious delight. She will make him squirm and force him to reveal his secret lusts.

"No daddy, not that way," she teases as she gets off her back and pushes him down on the bed facing up. "Remember the night mommy was at grannies house helping her and you taught me some new games. Remember daddy?"

Mr Wilson knows she is trying to turn him on. It doesn't take much but if she keeps this up he will blow on the bed sheets. "Yes Katrina, I remember. I was lying down like this and taught you all the different ways we can kiss in special places."

Jenny squeals girlishly, playing to her best talents when she can sucker a grown man to go back to his childhood dreams "Daddy likes to kiss his little one between the legs doesn't he? Daddy you taught me that the best tongue kiss was one where my little pussy gets wet with your tongue and then you put your tongue in my mouth so show me the next best kind of tongue kiss."

Mr Wilson groans as he hears her juvenile overtones. He never expected this. He only expected to get one fuck out of he before she calls it all off. That's his kind of luck, but what luck he concedes privately. He snaps back to attention as his make-believe stepdaughter keeps talking to him. 

"Tell me you love me daddy,"

"I love you darling."

"Have I got the best figure of all the girls in my grade at school?"

"Yes of course, none of them have tits like you for someone so young"

"Oh daddy, you say the curtest things but aren't you going to kiss your baby girl between the legs now. Mommy won't be home for hours and we have so much time..."

Jenny straddles him as she taunts him, taking him to the limits of his own imagination. He grabs her around her tight buttocks. Squeezing her supple cheeks hard as his mouth goes to her hovering honey pot. His tongue slides up the full length of her vagina slit, dithering as it touches her clitoris and finds the two body piercing she recently had done to her clitoris. She winches at the first touch of taboo sex with her daddy but quickly melts under the overpowering sensations the old man commands with his swiftly moving tongue. Mr Wilson has never had it so good.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 07



"Ooooh daddy, I like that so much. Keep doing it at way. I can't wait to tell the girls at school what it's like. Ooooh you did it again daddy. Stay in that spot, oh I just love your tongue in me so much. Keep going, keep going, keep going!"

He has forgotten self-control. She has forced him to lose it. He imagines his daughter now over him, his wife is not at home, but his cherished cherub is and she is in the nude, straddling his face, lowering her bare pussy to his mouth. She wants to flaunt herself like two of her classmates dare her to be like them He dreams, he wants, he gets.

Jenny feels the deep lashing of his tongue rising up from below, dragging one sensitive sex organ into another. Tongues and pussies are made for each other and the old man is not missing out for one minute. He sucks her into his mouth, squeezing her lips between his and rolling his tongue across the wet surface. Her clitoris is pinned between his tight lips, sucking hard and flicking his tongue against it. Katrina and Jenny both groan as one.

"Ohhhh daddy you do it so goooood. You know I've always wanted you to explore me and to touch me where it feels nice ever since I started school. Daddy why did you wait so long to do it? I want you so much inside me," Katrina and Jenny whimper to him as one. It is getting him worked up so much hearing her he is literally slobbering into her quite noisily.

The intimacy of the moment, the inner cravings brought to the surface by her adolescent acting voice, the power of her words, the taste of her pussy, the thrill of having her -- her -- right up against his face while naked, alone together is so overpowering to the 54 year-old man he won't last the distance with Jenny and his beloved school-age daughter.

Jenny senses she can make him ejaculate very soon to wear him down early. "Oooh daddy suck me harder. Put all my pussy in your mouth. Please eat me and make my pussy beg for your cock", she pants, looking down at his frantic face gobbling into her with his hands grappling her tight arse so she can't escape his mouth.

Jenny leans back end feels the precum seeping from his tip. He is hard as a rock, not as long as her boss, or the man who did the piercing on her pussy but Mr Wilson's seven inches is very thick -- like a mini tree trunk. It will be good inside her, she feels wet already from her school talk getting him excited. She wants it now and so does he. She wants him to cum quick. He wants to stay inside for a long time.

"Give it to me daddy, give it to me," "Oh sweetheart I want to fuck you so much; quick, get on your back."

Jenny rolls over on to her back, the soft light illuminating her face, breasts, stomach, her prominent mound of Venus sweeping down into the space between her thighs majestically like the curve of a half moon. Beautiful. Natural. Lickable, Lappable, Desirable. Fuckable She can see his upstanding rod better now. It has a smaller tip than the others, the shape of a sharpened pencil but hugely thick to compensate its smaller seven inches of pile driving penetration. Jenny prefers them eight to 10 inches long but a seven-inch thick one is just perfect for his young daughter.

His shaft slides into her, pushing her vagina lips the widest they have been in any fuck so far, jamming her a good three inches wide, but her thoroughly lubricated pussy is ready for it in her own lust by imagining it's her stepfather pinning her down and spreading her legs to penetrate her. She encircles his back with both arms and brings her legs up around him holding him in tight. Mr Wilson is screwing his little Katrina as though he's been given just five minutes to enjoy her or it's someone else's turn. He won't last five minutes and the two girls he is fucking know it. Jenny from experience, Katrina about to find out he won't last any longer than his last time with her even though he had two hours of free time before his wife returned.

Jenny wants him to blow soon and does not want a night of marathon stuffing. She puts on her Katrina acting voice again knowing that the younger she sounds the faster he will ejaculate. "Oh daddy, oh daddy I feel so helpless under you. My little pussy is stretching so wide to fit your big cock. But daddy it's going in easier than the last time momma was away and you had to lick me for such a long time to wet me up." He groans the loudest yet and Jenny knows it is turning him on as well as the thrill of using her body as payment for his signature in his fake business negotiation with Jenny's boss. Mr Wilson doesn't return her remarks, he simply absorbs them and thrusts harder 

The fake businessman Mr Wilson, Katrina's real daddy and Jenny's fantasy daddy is in up to his balls, huffing and puffing. He really should be leaving this kind of fantastic fantasy fuck to a younger man not likely to collapse from a heart attack but. this is his moment and it's even worth dying for if he must. He doesn't. 

Jenny senses the moment as he thrashes faster and faster inside her. Suddenly he pulls out just in time as he cries out to his daughter 'Oh Katrina, you got me again. Take it in your face, don't wipe it off this time, eat it. "Jenny fells a wet splat right across her mouth and chin as he lets out a long guttural aaarrrrrgh! He keep pumping his cock manually, jerking three more splashes of white goo over her breasts and shoulders.

"Oh daddeee. Look what you've done to me again. You missed my tongue. I had it poking out for you but your aim needs more practice. I did so much want to drink your love sauce. You must make some more for me so I can tell my classmates what it tastes like"

Jenny lies back, hr legs closer together in temporary respite from the violent thrashing he gave her between her thighs. Her vagina lips remain open, the muscles in the tender fabric of this amazing sex organ yet to relax again after working so hard from being stretched by the thickness of his pole. She feels good, she feels horny but relieved he come within six minutes of going inside her. She knows there is time or many more depending on whether the much older man can get it up again and again. She doubts it but will try her best to help him. He seems like he deserves a good time with a really young woman.

"Was it nice for you too, daddy." She says sheepishly. Tracing her finger around his chest. "Oh God Katrina that was just fantastic. I'm sorry I blew so quick, you just turned me on so much. So hot you are so hot." He uses half a box of facial tissues to wipe his unloaded sperm off her breasts, shoulders, forehead and neck." He never fails to produce a bucket load of sperm, even at his age.

Jenny, or was it Katrina, licked as much as possible from around the mouth and swallowed it. "Daddy your cock feels so huge inside me. Can we do it again before momma comes home?" 

"Yes, I hope so, he replies. But let me get over the first one for a few minutes. For a schoolgirl, you are very hungry for it aren't you?"

This is good, senses Jenny, He is starting to indulge in a bit of dirty talk to fill in the time. I will keep him up to it and soon he will be ready to go again. She lays side by side to him, their unclothed bodies just touching but in the scant light she could easily be Julia Roberts and he could easily be Richard Gere in the plush hotel bed in Pretty Woman, the movie Jenny saw several times and somehow still relates to it wistfully. She runs her hand through his greying hair thinking of her stepfather, wondering how long must she wait for this to happen at home. It keeps her going with a stranger. For several minutes they just lie there quietly, savouring intimacy in different ways for different reasons. 

Mr Wilson is lying there counting his blessings. He is thinking too. He has actually fucked Jenny, his golfing partner Raymond's hot private secretary he first saw in the millionaire businessman's private theatrette after he videoed her performing rituals for him in nothing but nylon stockings and garter belt. It has cost him $10,000 to get access to her and silly girl, she thinks is all about a legitimate business negotiation! To make matters even better she is the same age as his stepdaughter and with a fairly similar sexy body. The only difference he can't get within a foot of her and is never likely to, but with Jenny pretending to be his little girl, Katrina is in bed with him, talking dirty to him, and for hardcore sex it's game on. 

A half hour goes by and Jenny now has her head resting on his chest, ticking his pubic hairs and slowly cupping her hand around his testicles, "Daddy I love to look at your cock, I can't imagine how it fitted inside me."

"Well Katrina you know when you had your very first sex education lesson I explained what happens when a woman arouses a man and let you play with it until you made me blow." Katrina's voice is soft but with fake annoyance: "Yes you naughty man you did not tell me first that it would spurt out like it did all over me and gee, so much of it. It was so sticky. When you said I was making you cum you deliberately tricked me by telling me to put my face right in front of it to share the "moment. Daddy how was I to know what sharing the moment meant? I was soaked"

"Katrina all girls your age like to experiment and it was best for me to teach you things than some inexperienced boyfriend. Did you like the way I showed you with my fingers how a girl receives a man when they make love?

"Jenny notices his cock is getting hard again as she gently massages his scrotum and individually feels both of his largish testicles. He is responding to their fantasy. "Daddy after I put your big cock in my mouth for the first time when mommy was not home I never believed it could fit inside me. But my dearest daddy is a very clever man isn't he; our first intercourse lesson was so special when I could feel how huge it felt deep inside me. I kept seeing how big it was when I was playing with it, and saw the way it stretched my pussy so wide and to have all that up me was the most exciting time of my life."

"Katrina let's just say that my baby learns very fast and you make me so proud."

By now Jenny has Mr Wilson quite aroused, both physically and mentally. "How many girls or women have you put your cock into daddy? she asks cheekily. "Katrina, I don't go around town meeting women at bars to have sex, it's just my wife, she is the only woman in my life even though we don't get on that well now and she goes out at night for a few hours to her girlfriend's place. "But daddy, what about me? Don't you count me as a woman you put your cock into?"

"Well Katrina I was talking about outside the family. You know we have had sex quite a few times and so far in 10 different positions so yes, of course I count you and that makes my answer two people."

Jenny is now climbing aboard his stiff shaft. By sitting on it his seven inches will be like eight or nine inches lying on her back. It slides into her like a seal taking to the water, like a hot knife cutting butter, like teaspoon dipping into a cup of coffee before stirring, like a father's cock hungry for his daughter and taking the plunge.

"Daddy, did momma ever know?" 

"About us?"

"Yes daddy. Because one day she asked me if I was getting lessons from you in things I should know." 

For a moment Mr Wilson panics. "What? What did you say?" 

"Only that we had education classes at school and we had to ask our parents questions and that you were very helpful explaining things to me. I never did say we did anything."

"Oh, that's all right. Look right now Katrina you....oh my God, that's good...Katrina the way you thrust your hips around when you sit on my cock is just beautiful."

"Daddy likes?" she teases.

"Daddy loves it," he bounces back. 

"What am I doing to you? Tell me "

"You are going to make me shoot my load into you if you keep this up."

"No daddy," she squirms about in a thrusting, twisting sequence of provocative motions, "no, that's not I am doing. You know what I mean. I want to hear to say it."

Aaaaarh that's the girl, keep thrusting yourself forward harder. My cock is just the right size to find your g-spot.

"Answer me daddy. Say it! Say it!" She bucks him like a rodeo rider bouncing bareback on a stubborn stallion.

"My daughter is fucking her daddy. There!"

"Say it again daddy, only louder"

"My daughter is fucking her daddy!"

"Ooh, you naughty man. Wait till I tell my girlfriends. I will make them jealous" 

"No Katrina, don't do that, It's our special secret otherwise they may come here wanting me to show them too. You wouldn't want to share me with any of your friends now would you? 

"No, course not. Our secret."

Jenny is working hard on him now he is primed physically and psychologically in the mind to keep his erection rock hard and go off with a big bang. She wants to feel the thrill of a hot jet stream of his mature spunk deep inside her virgin age pussy. Her buttocks bounce up and down on him, humping and thumping hard against his solid thighs every few seconds as she reels in the pleasure of a very thick fleshy shape pushing her vagina lips so wide. She has been riding him for just on 20 minutes and Jenny is surprised he hasn't ejaculated as her pussy lips grip his shaft so tight it's a wonder she can slide up and down on it. Mr Wilson only has to think for one more moment where he is, whom he's with and what are they doing and he will blow. 

His mind tries to fight it so he can continue but Jenny is now twisting her hips around and literally screwing him. She leans over and stops thrusting her body up and down his pole, then suddenly holding her cunt hard against his loins in a still position. She feels his rod throbbing inside, it must be close, she assures herself. He will let go any moment. 

The young schoolgirl about whom she masquerades is also enjoying her daddy's pile driver. -- Jenny and Katrina both want his sperm. He wants to give it to both of them too but for tonight the real Katrina might be wondering why her virgin-like pussy is feeling so wet and a bit sore In the privacy of the plush hotel suite Mr Wilson is living his dream and his cock has really risen to the occasion considering he is 33 years older than the beautiful young body that has wrapped itself around his vertical penis.

Jenny starts swivelling her hips again without rising up and down his shaft. His cock is being gripped tightly by her youthfully strong vagina muscles and her movements make it seem his pride and joy tool is like a maypole on a fast moving carousel. Here it comes, she senses, and the unmistakable deep seated warm flush sensation sweeps through her love canal as he ejaculates powerfully. He lets out a series of gasps and groans as Jenny gives him short but fast bouncing rides up and down his sexually released weapon, her vaginal grip affording him every extra inch of ecstasy as he comes -- and goes limp. 

She sits on him for a minute until she sees he has recovered his breath. He is more than twice her age and she doesn't want him to damage himself keeping up with a young girl with the sexual energy -- it seems -- as powerful as a team of horses pulling a coach. They go to the kitchen to make coffee and enjoy a respite from the physical exertion. For the first time he sees Jenny in the full light undressed, standing there near him like a sex goddess, a statuesque body with all the curves in perfect position. 

It is a chance to gloat on his good fortune a she sips her coffee, propped on the edge of a bar stool opposite him in full unashamed naked splendour. Her long shapely legs are stretched out towards him, thighs together, squeezing her fat outer labia inwards from each side and pushing her entire vulva into a more upward position. For the first time he notices she has pierced her pussy with two separate rings each with a bead the size of a garden pea.

"Why do you girls put those things in your pussy," he remarks with due ignorance to the sensual ways of women. "Don't they hurt or get in the way of, you know?"

Jenny laughs. "Mr Wilson, maybe you should ask Katrina has she had her pussy pierced yet. Better still, when you get home pull her panties down and have a look." Mr Wilson splutters on his coffee. "Gee, I just fucked her good and hard in that room a minute ago, do you think she will let me do that as well when I get home. Both of them laugh and she has a good look at the size and shape of his penis. It isn't too bad, she thinks, long enough but thick like a tree trunk even when on the dangle. No wonder it was tight inside her. 

"Mr Wilson, or should I say daddy", she giggles, this little number in my pussy gives me extra delights when I'm having sex and extra delights when I'm not. No, it doesn't interfere. Mr Wilson you have a strong sturdy cock, a real fat one but very hard and did you hear me complaining?"

"Point taken," he concedes. "I wonder though if my daughter has one?"

Mr Wilson, if your daughter, whose my age, is a modern young lady with no sexual hang-ups you can bet she has, but it could be any kind of variation as the man who did mine showed me heaps of samples. Styles and sizes and in different pussy positions it was rather fascinating just looking at the choice."

He asks her if she thought that lucky piercer would let him sit in while he does the next one. He chuckles and Jenny giggles back like a schoolgirl. "You know, some girls have orgasms when they get it done."

This is almost too much for Mr Wilson, still counting his lucky stars with Jenny naked in front of him like manna from heaven. He can't get his eyes off her well-rounded breasts, so big and beautiful with provocative nipples that would make any woman jealous. "I'm going to take a quick shower and freshen up," Jenny announces. "You have been filling me up with bucket loads of your sperm and I daresay you will want more of me before daylight." It is just coming up to midnight. Then a surprise. Turning around to him as she wheels off to the bathroom, Jenny announces she wants him to give her a full body massage with essential oils she discovered in the bathroom earlier. 

"In the dark like the sex? he returns.

"No daddy, on the bed with a big bathrobe under me and lights on."

He can't wait for her to return, as this is a new thrill. He is horny again and feels his cock returning to full strength as he squeezes his scrotum in anticipation. He wants to fuck her again, this time from the back doggy style having read somewhere that it was once nominated in a survey of women as their favourite way to be taken in sex.

Jenny is back from the shower refreshed inside and re-perfumed. She lies outstretched on her tummy for him as he moves her legs apart and commences to rub the sexy oils into her supple body, feet first, then legs, now her bum, her back, back down to her bum where he runs his hands right down the crack and splatters just enough oil on her pussy for an excuse to spend more time rubbing it into the fat outer lips and impatient vagina lips. Her fat pussy fascinates him, so well formed with the inner lips protruding out from the vulva's crack, her clitoris invitingly prominent. 

He thought he read somewhere that young women whose pussies have protruding vagina lips, especially the more extravagant examples, have been sucked on at a young age. "Did your stepfather suck your pussy as a young girl like a lot of men do to their daughters when they become sexually aware," he asks sheepishly. "I wish he had," she says back. "I wish he had"

Jenny turns over and enjoys his hands moving all around he ample breasts that stand up so firm. She knows she is blessed figure-wise as many women to match the kind of bust she has can be a look-alike with silicon implants but never as natural or supple. Mr Wilson knows he is very lucky too. It is the most outlandish perversion of his entire life. and he will relive every minute of it in later times at the expense of a wearied and flogged penis. Jenny enjoys his touch; not bad for an amateur after being done over to orgasm by the old therapist just a few weeks ago




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 08



In this chapter: The sexy 18 year-old office flirt is groped to orgasm while helpless in a packed railway carriage en route to work via the underground tube and later, at the end of a provocative up close and personal fashion parade she confesses to her father, among other surprises, that it was a big carrot dipped in baby oil that initiated her into vaginal orgasms long before any penis did the trick.

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Picture perfect Jenny, randy Raymond's saucy 18 year-old personal secretary with the Playboy body, is going to make the most of what is typically a mad Monday. She has every reason to feel in a sexy mood as she heads to the underground tube with good news to tell her boss of her success in negotiating skills at the weekend. 

She wants so much to impress her boss that she is not just a pretty face with a hot body, that she can out-negotiate a wily old bastard in a deal that Raymond couldn't get without her help. Today she will gloat over that and she dresses to make him drool for her so she can deny him for a change. 

She looks like something better than a centrefold in her five-inch high platform shoes, plunging neckline in half cup lace trim bra clutching her firm 38-inch puffy pointer breasts under a translucent satin blouse but as usual, her coup de gras outfit is her never-ending choice of sensationally sexy micro mini skirts. 

This one is so short it only just comes to the bottom of her buttocks when standing normal. It is a form hugging satin material design that advertises her tight but upright fleshy butt and at the back zips undone from the hemline up to the waist. And that is a very short distance for a zipper to be zipped. 

She knows she will sit in his office at one stage, no doubt to go over upcoming matters of the week, and she always likes to cross her legs several times and fidget so he gets an exciting look between her shapely tanned thighs. For this reason she has put on her most provocative yet g-string. The panties you wear when you are not really wearing anything. 

She buys them by mail order from Germany where hot swimwear products have taken on a new meaning for exhibitionists like her. It is in the shape of a narrow tree leaf designed to merely go across the crack of a woman's pussy, leaving bare the smooth outer labia. This will send her boss frothing if she can flash a few glimpses as she sits in his office. He always positions the visitor's chair the right distance and spot so he gets to look up her skirt every time. 

She knows if Raymond sees this he will want to bring forward his jet trip to the capital and the swish penthouse hotel business life style she thinks she can handle as good as Julia Roberts did in the movie Pretty Woman. Jenny never travels to work by rail but her car is being serviced today so she is roughing it with the swollen tide of commuters and the usual underground riff-raff of pick pocket thieves and other undesirables she shudders to think about. 

She rushes to board the carriage in its usual peak hour crush and is lucky to even get on board it is so jam-packed with human cargo. This annoys her as she is must stretch high to grab an overhead passenger hand strap with both hands to keep her balance in her very high heels. Her carriage is packed like a can of sardines and she can't move. 

She curses under her breath as bodies are literally pressing into each other and her perfectly ironed white blouse is bound to be all crinkled up and she fears her new micro mini will look like she's been through the mill as the railway carriage sways about around the bends and pitches everybody almost off their feet when it comes to another station. 

She hates the underground tube and prefers to be spoilt rather than mix with this rough and tumble lot and its proliferation of foreigners who mostly chatter in languages she can't even understand. Someone has rap music blaring. She struggles to keep her balance and is almost on tiptoes to reach with both hands the overhead strap. 

She knows her skirt is riding up above the tops of her thighs the way she is hanging on but is helpless to do anything about it. The only good thing about being packed in so tight is that nobody can see her plight. She thinks. 

It is a 40-minute trip and the carriage pitches about and she wonders if her blouse will make the distance the way bodies keep bumping against others, going this way one moment and that way the next. Suddenly her worst fears come to haunt her: the lights go out and it's pitch-black darkness but at least the air conditioning is still working. The intercom crackles to life and a weak apology is offered from the transit system for temporary inconvenience. Yes, the lights should be restored again within 10 minutes.

Jenny can't believe this is happening. Here she is, on one of her most look forward to days at the office and she's stuck right in the middle of a packed subway carriage in pitch dark. The rap music continues to blare out its monotonous beat, voices are louder and more agitated and she is struggling to hold on to the overhead strap. Never again, never again she vows after this humiliating experience. What a far cry she thinks from Saturday night when she was the centre of attention in her stunning evening gown at the plush six-star Ritz Hotel winning admiring glances from all directions. The foyer was the size of a football field and she seemed to be centre stage but now on Mad Monday she is just another sardine squeezed into a railway carriage with no room to move. 

Her thoughts about her sexy Saturday night suddenly are interrupted with a strange sensation that something is moving under her skirt. There it is again. She feels a warm hand creeping ever so softly all over her bare arse. My God, she thinks, someone has unzipped her from the back, but who? She can't even turn around she is pinned in so tight and if she lets go the overhead strap in the dark she may not even find it again or someone else will take it. She must hang on. 

"Who is that? What are you doing? She whispers aloud hoping whoever it is will stop groping her. Instead all she hears is the rap music and My God, the hand is sliding under her arse right between her legs. Suddenly she hears the voice coming from behind her but it could be from three different places. She can't turn around and is now scared.

Suddenly a croaky voice whispers crudely in her ear. "Hey slut, if you don't open those pretty legs of yours for me your sexy little skirt won't be any use to you again. Now do it!" For the first time in her life, the exhibitionist is genuinely frightened and does what he says. The crude voice is back again. "Hey slut, don't even think about turning around or your skirt won't be worth wearing again" 

She now feels two hands. Is there one person or two? One hand comes around from the right hand side of her and slides under her leaf shaped and leaf sized panty and in one quick jerking movement snaps it off her body, falling somewhere to the darkened floor. Fingers are sliding into her crack, probing for her clitoris. He's at her ear again: "Bet you'd fuck a tramp if you could, you hot bitch."

His fingers play triumphantly around her upstanding clit, forcing her to take more and more deep breaths. Another hoarse whisper: "Do ya like this ya hot tart? Good isn't it? I know because your cunt is wet and shows you want it?" She shivers as the voice is up to her ear: "Nice cunt you've got, no hair there eh? You're wet down there you prick-teasing harlot. This why you wear your skirts so short you bitch so you can advertise your hot box?"

Jenny is barely able to hang on to the overhead strap to stay on her feet. He has one hand working her clit and the other hand roaming over her bare arse, between the cheeks and pushing up into her anus in quick jabs Jenny likes to dominate a man in playtimes but is now seriously subservient not knowing if he has a knife and will jab her. 

The sexual tension builds in her loins from this pitch-dark assault. Why doesn'tshe call out for help, she demands to know of herself, only to be answered by her better judgement that it's safer to succumb and let him have his filthy crude way with her rather than risk being injured by fighting. Safety first, not pride. She can imagine her clothes being torn off her and that would be a fate worse than him fingering her in the dark. She has no choice but to let him have his way with her and hope for the best.

"Come on bitch, I can feel you shaking, you like my fingers in your cunt don't you," he whispers loudly at her to get around the noise of the rap music. "Tell me slut, tell me!" Jenny is almost collapsing from exhaustion by trying to hold herself upright, her mini skirt is bunched up above her hips and she can't resist the eroticism now gaining control of her, overriding her earlier fear and now victim to the power of human lust. She can hear him again but can't tell which person it is. He moves from one ear to the other. Everything is either shadows or a blur, but not the experienced hand under her skirt, finding all the crevices of her dripping vagina. He jerks her pony tail back. 

"Can't hear you? Tell me you like my fingers in your cunt " She leans back hoping he can hear and whimpers "Yes. I like your fingers in my cunt.... ohhh, ohhh, ohhh." Jenny is climaxing and he puts a hand over her mouth to muffle her emotional cries.

She can hardly stay on her feet and she is still trembling, partly from the orgasm and partly from fright. But suddenly it is over. His fingers are gone. His hands are gone. His voice is gone. He is gone. Who was it? She shudders to think what will happen when the lights come on. She is sexually assaulted in the pitch dark, her g-string is ripped off her body, someone fondles all over her arse, between her legs and all over her genitals, gives her an orgasm and completely disappears in less than 10 minutes. She will never ever travel by the train again.

She wants to cry but suddenly the lights are back on and the train is pulling into a station. She looks anxiously around to see who it might have been. That man with the briefcase? That man with the backpack? The man in overalls? The man in the tracksuit? The priest looking at her? She tries to match that voice to these faces and clothes but it doesn't make sense. 

People are getting off the train and she hurriedly remembers to pull her skirt down and zip it up again. She finds her g-string on the floor. Trodden on. The crumpled bit of narrow leaf shaped opaque flimsy piece of material looks like a leaf fallen from a tree. She now feels like a fallen leaf. She scoops up the shorter piece of the g-string band where he snapped it off her body, hoping she may yet be able to repair it. 

Ten minutes later she is off the train and heading for the office in a complete fluster -- without any pants under her micro mini. Jenny knows she must be careful until she can get some pants back on but decides she won't tell her boss or anyone what happened as they will be sure to say it's her fault and she had it coming for being a prick teaser and dressing so provocatively. She doesn't need a lecture now. 

She heads up the long ramp from the platform and heads to the two levels of escalators to reach street. From there is a three- city block walk to where she works. The naked cheeks of her bum are easy to see by anyone behind her who cares to notice. When she reaches the escalators she notices about six young men with mobile phones standing around and they get on the up travel steps behind her. Some seem to be going in the same direction because she glances over her shoulder twice after moving to the second up travel escalator to reach the street and on the walk to the street they are still behind her. She realises they are taking pictures up her skirt but is powerless to do anything about it. 

She arrives before the staff as usual and luckily, Raymond is already there so she can get the news to him about her success on Saturday night with the fake business magnate Mr Wilson. She will then feign illness like he did at the hotel, leaving her on her own to negotiate such important business, and she will go home. She planned on Sunday to once and for all seduce her stepfather into having sex with her after her many years yeaning for his love. But he is so naïve for such a handsome 50 year-old man she must now use more womanly guile. For teenager Jenny, it is a challenge to conquer any man by her rules and the crude attack in the darkened railway carriage upsets her confidence no end.

The boss is glad to see her looking so spunky on a Monday morning and unknown to Jenny, his golfing buddy "Mr Wilson" has already told him that their hotel dinner charade worked. Raymond got the $10,000, his golfing sidekick got Jenny into bed for no less than five fucks, one body massage and the countless mini perversions he enjoyed while she was in deep sleep from the drink between 2am and 7am. Jenny, unaware of the real deal, got a signature not worth as cracker on a fake document that earlier seemed so important to her boss.

She would be furious and no doubt in tears if she knew she was used as a tool for his devious dalliance because underneath her coy behaviour and well rehearsed lustful ways, the perfect body beautiful could easily fall in love with her boss. He seems to have a sexual appetite that works in well with hers. He is handsome and very wealthy.

"Sir, I got it, I got it, he signed the papers you wanted, but it wasn't easy...."

"Jenny that's fantastic, I knew you would come good for me." He uses his words with real deliberation. Jenny did come good, and often, and he must not let her know he is aware of it. "You certainly proved after all that you have what it takes my girl." She immediately relates to how Julia Roberts in her favourite movie Pretty Woman successfully won over Mr Cool Businessman Richard Gere in the swish hotel scenes. Her boss Raymond is thinking of her sexuality and some of the things his buddy told him they did in the Platinum Suite of the six-star Ritz Hotel on Saturday night. 

"Oh sir, he was playing hard ball with me but I think I had him by the balls in the end -- I mean not literally of course but you know how I can win them over with my seductive eyes and charm. These older men are so weak when it comes to flashing just a bit of breast at them."

"Is that all you had to do?"

"Yes sir," Jenny lies. "He has a stepdaughter with tits like mine but he has never seen them so I said if I gave him just a peek of mine and since they are similar to his stepdaughter he's so besotted over, it would be like seeing her breasts."

"Jenny, you slay me and I can imagine how you got on top of him in that negotiation. It is correct to say you got on top of him, and by that I mean you had the upper hand in the end." 

"Oh yes sir, I got on top of him all right, but only in a manner of speaking of course."

"Yes, of course Jenny. I am proud of you. I am so sorry about me getting sick at the last minute and not being there on Saturday night to negotiate the deal myself but you certainly knew how to handle him pretty well without me, eh? I wish I were there to see how you handled that cagey old mongrel."

"Yes sir, you would have been quite surprised how good I was."

"Well thanks for getting this document signed and I can get the legalities under way now. You certainly have earned your BMW sports car already. Now take a seat while I go through these papers for our business trip to the capital on Friday."

Jenny is so smitten by impressing him with that news she completely forgets she isn't wearing her leaf crack cover panties and leans back in his visitor's chair with her skirt riding seductively to the top of her shapely thighs. As she sits down he sees everything, but says nothing. He thinks she is doing this deliberately to make sure he takes her on the business trip. 

"Put in your diary please we will be catching the 3.30pm flight out on Friday for the capital and make sure you get your gear, whatever you want to take, in plenty of time," he says. This suits Jenny as she has a new special order of hot lingerie she buys by mail order from Germany and is picking up a package today with another on its way. Just in time. 

She always like to flaunt herself in front of her boss as he makes it up to her with great gifts and anyway, she gets a kick flashing in front of even older strangers -- just enough to make them want to remember her face every time they feel randy. Jenny feigns feeling sick and asks can she go home immediately before the staff arrives. He lets her go, after feigning illness himself on the previous Saturday and leaving her in the clutches of his golfing cohort posing as businessman Mr Wilson at the Ritz Hotel. 

She catches a taxi to the car dealership to collect her Beamer and almost gives the cabbie a heart attack when she jumps in and can't pull her skirt down past the tops of her thighs, giving the black man the best upskirt he has seen for years -- and he's seen many. Even with her legs held close together the top of her bare pussy is evident. At the BMW dealership it is more of the same. As Jenny is a popular client because of her beauty, the service supervisor opens the driver's door for her to get behind the wheel and can't believe his eyes as her legs are spread momentarily and even when seated, her pussy is in full view. Her skirt rides even higher and into her abdomen in the moulded bucket seat as she wriggles to adjust the driving position. This time her whole pussy is open for inspection, if only for a brief moment. As she drives off the service supervisor tells the customer relations manager what he saw and they hope she books in again soon.

On the way home Jenny is working out in her mind how she will go about seducing her handsome stepfather. The one man whom she admires more than any other and to whom she will give herself willingly but he is so naïve and totally unaware of how she feels about him. Worse, he doesn't seem to take her hints. Jenny thrives on challenge and won't be satisfied until she can seduce him once and for all.

She arrives at the adult store that receives her mail orders from Germany and while there she purchases a very gimmicky pussy stimulant in the shape of a long string of oversize pearl beads that fit to a thong-type lace waist band and loop between the legs, allowing the pearls to snuggle into her vagina so that as she walks, sits or moves about the pearls -- similar in action to those used in vibrators -- will give her sexual stimulation. Something nice to wear away on her business trip and squirm on while on board the jet. The eternal aphrodisiac. This is Jenny. Liberated and in love with pleasure.

She buys a super hot micro bikini to play out her real life fantasies but especially to take away on Friday's business trip with her boss Raymond and to wear in front of her stepfather as often as possible. She can always say she is wearing clothes even though he won't miss a thing because the hot range of micro bikinis and thongs are designed for one purpose -- to promote the shape and bare appearance of the female genitals. Her thoughts are swimming about this man who took over raising her from an eight year-old after her mother died in an accident. He is 50, tall and well-built, muscular and very fit for his age and another reason why Jenny finds him so attractive. 

She can only imagine what's inside his pants because the closest she ever came to seeing him naked were the times she used to sneak down the hallway to her mother's bedroom and in her early curiosity listen to them making love and sneaking a peek at their silhouettes in the dark and trying to imagine what was actually happening. 

Love, she then decides, has something to do with a man going harder and deeper -. whatever that means - to make his wife happy. But at what? In the dark and trembling in fear of being caught out, she could only wonder. The only clue was the words she never forgot on one of those sneaky trips to her parent's bedroom door when he said quite loudly in the dark for her mother to open her legs wider.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 08



Her heart beating frantically, Jenny would sneak back to her room after collecting the sounds and images in her mind to figure all this out. She discovered things by trial and tribulation but one thing was certain, being in love and making love had something to do with putting fingers in the pussy. That must be why there with so much room inside. What else could it be? 

She practised many times trying to mimic her mother knowing that fingers and the pussy were hand in glove to lovemaking pleasure. Being in love must make a woman so happy and she so much wanted to be like her mother. At the time she couldn't wait to tell her classmates what she discovered.

If only she had the chance to discuss it with her mother before a drunk driver killed her. For most of the next 12 months Jenny lost all interest in her own pussy and thoughts of pleasure but as time healed the sadness of losing her mother she began to feel stronger affection for her stepfather. He married her mother five years after Jenny was born. Now with the ultra sexy micro bikini in hand she intends to parade for him, she wants him to see her as she is today, not the flaunting kid she used to be. In Jenny's eyes, her stepfather is her hero. He never re-married and raised her on his own since she was almost nine. Nor did he ever exploit her innocence when he so easily could.

At school her classmates exchanged stories about their sexuality and experiences in growing up. Jenny got the impression she was missing out because her father was never like any of those. This is why Jenny became such a prick teasing office flirt when she started work. She elected to take her frustration out on other men because her own stepfather did not seem excited by her emerging womanhood. Today though, she is determined to change all that.

She will warm him up by asking him to give his opinion on the new micro bikini she will parade in front of him. These micro bikinis are so hot they appear to be designed for nude beaches or places where a woman can boldly display her full figure in the most exhibitionist way. All Jenny is thinking about now is how she can do this successfully and not look cheap in his eyes. For many years it has been her goal to share his bed and no longer be denied. 

The outfit she purchases is merely a small triangle of material about the size of a matchbox that sits just above her pussy and a thin strand of material drops into the vaginal crack and comes up the crack of her bum to a thin waistband She picks this style above several others just as exciting and revealing because the cord part that drops into the crack of her pussy acts as a stimulus to her clitoris and having two rings pierced into her sweet spot she expects it will add even more to her pleasure when moving about.

Jenny likes to wear these hot garments because she knows that at heart, many women secretly want to show off their bodies to men -- even their private parts - not just their husbands, boyfriends or lovers but to complete strangers for the thrill of it knowing how it must excite the opposite sex. And maybe the same sex, too. She pulls into the driveway but is not expecting to discover what she sees once she enters the house. Her stepfather thinks she is at work and is not expecting her home this early. As Jenny unlatches the door she can hear voices in the living room so she discretely creeps in thinking her daddy has a woman friend he hasn't told her about. She gets a big surprise.

Open mouthed and in shock she can see him lying naked on the couch watching a porn movie. The size of his cock gets her immediate attention. He is stroking it and bending it around as if it's a toy on some kind of a swivel. She dare not let him know she can see him -- the embarrassment would be beyond belief. "My God" she mutters under her breath, "it's like a light pole." She unintentionally licks her lips like a cat that gets the cream in an instant reaction to this unexpected sight. She keeps staring at the size of it and suddenly realises he has something in his other hand. "Oh my God" she whispers to herself, " he's got one of those porn star look-alike fake vaginas and he's putting it in that thing. What a waste! I can't look."

Jenny extricates herself very carefully so he doesn't know she has seen him and gets back in the car. She is trembling with indignation. Now she talks aloud. "Daddy why? Why? Why would you want to fuck a look-alike pussy when there is a real one, your own daughter just begging for your cock? Oh my God, Jenny you have to do it now little girl, you have to give yourself to him, he is lonely for a real woman and you haven't tried hard enough," she admonishes herself.

Jenny sits in the car and thinks what to do. She can't go back while this is happening. She keeps talking aloud to herself, working out what to do. "I've got to give him time to get off on that stupid toy and make out I know nothing, but by God, from now on if he wants to fuck a look-alike pussy he can give that huge cock to me. I want it more than ever no I can see how big it is."

She drives discretely around the corner and thinks of her cherished daddy naked. His body looks so fit and healthy, his greying hair all tossed about and his chest a bit hairy. Lovely strong shoulders and oh, those muscular looking thighs and the size of his cock. These entire thoughts race through her confused mind.and she talks to herself. "Phew! The size of his rod! I never knew my step daddy was so spunky in the raw. What a waste in that silly vibrating hand toy! My pussy is real, he can have a real one if he's that randy."

She waits half an hour and decides to ring ahead to alert him she is on the way. That way he can cover his tracks and not be embarrassed because she wants to play her own seduction game once she gets home and the last thing she needs is for him to be upset. He picks up the phone after it rings several times. "Daddy, it's your little love bird Jenny, I'll be home in about 15 minutes. Raymond gave me an early mark."

"Jenny? What are you doing home this early?"

"Daddy you weren't listening! I said Raymond gave me an early mark and I've been shopping for some really nasty little things I can't wait to show you. I will be home soon."

"How long?"

"Fifteen minutes. I'm only five miles away and the traffic isn't too bad. See you soon. you hunk of a man""

"Yes kitten, see you when you get home." He hangs up the phone and wonders why she suddenly calls him a hunk of a man. She has never spoke to him like that before.

Jenny is in the car parked kerbside just around the corner. She waits 15 minutes and slowly pulls up in the driveway, honking the Beamer's air horn to let him know she's arrived -- just in case he is trying to get dressed. She gets inside and he is in a bathrobe. "You rang just as I was about to get in the shower Jen and you arrived just as I got out." 

"Oh that's okay daddy, please don't get out of your robe you look just gorgeous and so masculine with those strong hairy legs. Don't spoil my evening by getting into your tracksuit again for heaven's sake. Go get yourself a beer from the fridge and wait on the couch for me. I've got to show you something new I just bought, but I'll just duck into the bathroom first to freshen up."

She disappears into the shower and scrubs herself inside out thinking how lucky she was not to have been hurt by that low life that sexually assaulted her on the train. And to think he got his fingers inside her, brought her to orgasm in the dark and just disappeared as though it never happened. The very thought disgusts her.

She freshens up with her sexy perfume body spray and her bare pussy glistens from the essential oils she gently rubs all over her wide outer labia and well-rounded pubic mound. Her pussy lips jut slightly out of her vaginal crack and her clitoris, as always, is not afraid to stand up for itself if provoked.

She puts on the micro bikini branded the overklit that provides a matchbox size lime green triangle of lycra above the pussy and rather than just cover the clitoris, Jenny discovers the bottom point of the triangle more or less points to the clitoris and the very narrow strand of material then disappears into the crack of the vagina beside her clit. She looks in the mirror and says softly "Well daddy, you are going to see your daughter like never before."

He is sitting on the same couch she saw him on earlier; still in his bathrobe thank heavens she thinks, as she whirls into view. "Okay my dearest daddy, have a look at your little baby daughter now." She stands before him, slowly turning so he sees her bar arse and up close the way her pussy is so explicitly on display. "Isn't this so beautiful daddy?"

He can't believe what he sees. "Good God Jenny, where on earth did you get this? I can see everything. I can see all your cunt...I mean, all your pussy." 

She giggles teasingly. "Oh I know you can daddy but isn't it just beautiful, don't I make you feel like you want to get to know me better?"

"Hell Jenny, there isn't much more to know about. Your tits are fully exposed bar a tiny strip over the nipples that doesn't even cover them anyway, your arse is bare, this thing sits at the bottom of your pubic bone and hardly bigger than the size of a matchbox and instead of covering your pussy, it seems to be showing it off."

"Oh I just love it daddy. I can't wait to wear it somewhere."

"Jenny, you've got to be joking. Surely not... I mean girls don't wear these things outside the house surely?"

"Daadeee! Girls do but only in certain places. You have to modern up a bit. You must know that while a boy likes to play with his, a girl likes to show hers off. We are just natural show-offs. This version is the overklit because it is meant to sit just on the tip of the clitoris and leave everything else fully exposed."

"Well the cord part under that triangle certainly doesn't cover your clit it goes down the side of it."

"Oh, yes I didn't realise that until I got home and that's probably because one size doesn't fit all after all. The supplier has versions that just have a vertical strip coming down to sit above the crack in the pussy and two matching tiny bands that go down each side of the pussy pushing it up a bit more prominent but I looked at those and like a lot of girls, that little strip down the centre would not cover my part up and when the models walk in them, they seem to slip off centre anyway, so I didn't buy that type."

"But Jenny, this one is no better, I can see everything down there and that means so can anyone else. Where on earth did you think you could wear this outfit.?"

She waves her hands in the air mockingly. "Well, daddy right here for a start. I really got this for you so I can be a show-off but don't do a citizen's arrest on me. Anyway I am going to take it away with me on Friday when my boss is on a business trip and he's asked me to travel with him."

Her father groans. "And you are going?"

"Yes."

"And taking that kind of clothing? My daughter?"

"Daddy I'm a big girl now. I won't wear it in silly places and get into trouble. Maybe sunbaking or in fairly private places where maybe just a small number of people might see me."

He shakes his head. "Yes, but..."

"Daddy you have to realise that girls do like to show off a bit. They really want men to see their best assets. Short skirts, low cleavage, see-through clothes, sometime no panties at all. Why is this stuff sold? Because girls buy them to make men do a lot of wishful thinking. It's a cruel turn-on maybe." 

"I didn't know girls were that bad, or that good, depending on what you mean," he says weakly.

"Daddy when I was in my first year at high school we had this gorgeous PT teacher and we all wore our short sports tunics to gym on those days and I know that six of the girls deliberately wore really small panties that they pulled into their cracks, and two of them left their panties off. That's because it was a chance to show off to this hunk of a teacher who used to lift us up to the beams by putting his hand around our bum under our tunic and with a bit of luck we would feel his hand slip somewhere else and we wanted that to happen..."

"Wait a minute Jen, you said some girls wanted that to happen?"

"Oh yes, it is the excitement of not knowing if it will happen and if it does, that it's taboo and we can get away with it."

"Erotic schoolgirls and you were like that then?"

"Well daddy, I always wore panties but on these days at gym yes I did get a bit rude and put on very skimpy ones that went up the crack of my pussy and bum. We all noticed when we did our handstand routines and the teacher had to hold our ankles so we each did two separate 10-second handstands each in unison that the girls playing sexy he always held them upside down a lot longer. It was all in fun daddy."

"So the whole idea among you all was to be little prick teasers?"

"Guess so daddy, some of us like that sort of thing you know. But it sounds better if you say we are big prick teasers"

"Jenny best not tell me any more but I'm not surprised what some schoolkids get up to these days. The way sex is splashed into everyday advertising it's no wonder kids grow up with far more experienced about sex than when I went to school." Jenny laughs, and apologises for not wishing to it make it sound she was being cheeky in reference to his age. She wants to get back on song with her purpose to seduce him.

"Daddy you can't tell me that if you were at the beach right now -- in fact go ahead and pretend that you are at the beach and this lovely young girl happens to be standing near you in a micro bikini like I am wearing. You are just a foot away from her pussy and you can see it. Go on daddy, have a real close look right now. Just look at me there and imagine you are on that beach and the girl in the sexy micro bikini like this happens to be one of those show-off schoolgirls I just told you about. 

"Yes, that's the way. Now while you are looking closely put your finger behind the tiny triangle and pull the skinny cord towards you so it comes right out of my pussy.... That's right, that's it, now what do you see?"

He shakes his head in disbelief this is happening but wants to play her game. "I see a completely smooth and fat bare pussy with very sexy lips"

"Yes daddy and she's just a schoolgirl. Doesn't that excite you?"

"Well, arr,"

"Come on daaddeee, be honest. You are staring at a young girl's virgin pussy and she's letting you check her out. Doesn't that make you want to do something?"

"Jenny, that's a terrible thing to say I am not into schoolgirls!" 

"Oh come on daddy, I know that, but I bet you wish you could when they are so delicious as me? I am delicious aren't I?" 

"Yes of course you are."

"Yes my darling daddy and I am like those other schoolgirls so if you think I'm delicious you must think that about other girls my age. Touch me daddy. Kiss me on the pussy and you can think it's the schoolgirl on the beach if you like."

"Jenny, you are my daughter, not a make believe schoolgirl on the beach somewhere and you are in our home standing in front of me in next to nothing and..."

"And all you are wearing daddy is a bathrobe. I can see the big bulge like it's a tent. Are you getting turned on for your daughter?" 

"Geezus Jen, you are putting pressure on me to have sex with you?"

"But daaaaddeee, fathers love their daughters and I know you love me, and you know I love you, so there is nothing wrong...."

"Jenny, for God's sake it's immoral for a father to have sex with his daughter."

"But you're not having sex with me daddy, just looking and wishing I am that schoolgirl on the beach and a beautiful bare pussy is ever so close to you can't be bad surely? Besides I'm a big girl now. What's the point of me being 18 and can drive my own car and have a job if you treat me like I am too young to be touched?

"Daddy for years and years, longer than you will ever know, I wanted to feel your hands on me and to touch me like you did to mom. I used to go to school and hear what other girls were doing and I thought I must be the village virgin. I had to invent stories to make out I was as good, or as bad if you like, as them. It is a girls' thing"

"Jen, I am a bit shocked to hear this, and at the same time I feel proud of what a beautiful daughter you turned out to be. Yes you are so sexy it does make me horny and I feel a bit guilty when you are my very own."

"Oh don't be guilty daddy. You never did anything wrong ever. "Remember that night after my birthday party I came to your bedroom for a snuggle before I went to sleep and you told me to go back to my room. I did and I cried into my pillow"

"Jenny don't hold that one on me now. You had nothing on and even then you had a sexy figure and it's just too much temptation for a man."

"Well daddy, here I am now and I'm more grown up now so what do you think of my micro bikini. Do I hear a yes I think it's sexy or a no I'm a bad girl?" 

"Yes, I think it's ultra sexy."

"Oh great daddy, but tell me, does looking at me in this really make you feel like you want to be even closer to me?"

":Oh hell Jen, what else can I say? Of course. No man in their right senses could ignore your beauty."

Jenny is convinced that now is the moment. She knows he has an erection and if ever he will make a move on her it must be now. "Stay there daddy, I've got one more surprise for you, one of your favourite treats in fact. But you must shut your eyes and not open them until I tell you " The poor man hasn't a clue she is talking about his love of honey and she is about to serve it up to him like nothing before. She dashes into the kitchen, grabs a large jar of honey from the pantry and returns to the living room wearing nothing and throws two oversize beach towels on the floor below where he is sitting with his eyes shut, totally unsuspecting her motive. She lies down on her back just a few feet away from him and pours honey over both of her projectile-like puffy nipples 

"Quick daddy, open your eyes and come and help me. I've accidentally spilt honey on my boobies, can you please eat the honey so it's not wasted."

His first glance on opening his eyes is a look of amazement. Jenny lying in front of him on the floor stark naked in that Playboy bunny look body and he almost trips over his erection responding to her urgent call for help. "Quick daddy, Quick. The honey, it's all over my nipples, please get it off me." 

He dives instinctively to the floor and to her side, bending over and quickly sucks the honey off one breast until it is spotless and then to the other big puffy. Both are standing up hard and erect a good half-inch from her breast. Jenny always had thick nipples and as he is gawking at them she is pouring honey over her pussy, all over the silken bare pubic mound, and into the vagina, saturating it. 

"Look daaddeee. Quick! I've done it again. Ohhhhh! I can't hold on to the honey jar without spilling it! Please help me. Get it off me It's all over my sweet pussy. Oh I don't know what to do please help me get it off." She giggles loudly as his head dives to the spot and his tongue drags long lashes up and around her bare skin, swallowing the honey. She knows he loves honey; it's his favourite on toast every morning and now she is the toast with the most.

He sweeps his tongue all over her well-rounded mound of Venus and as the honey starts to disappear he can taste the real Jenny. His tongue drags along the entire length of her crack, sweeping up to her engorged clit, encircling it between his lips, nibbling, pulling and then lapping again all over the face of her pussy like a thirsty dog on a hot day. And this old dog has been thirsting for this opportunity for years but never game to admit it. 




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 08



Jenny is feeling the mounting passion deep inside. This is a magic moment for her, a truly erotic moment and one she has longed for and dreamt about happening like this for many years. Every year, every birthday her sexual curiosity for him gave stronger meaning and as the girl becomes the young woman the intensity of her desire to be loved by him is overwhelming. 

Now his head is buried deep between her shapely thighs lapping at her pristine pussy. This is what her dreams were made of and she is living the dream. She holds his head with both hands, not wanting him to get away. The feeling is sensational and even more so because it's him. 

"Daaddeee, you are sooo good, so gooood. Oh your tongue is inside my pussy, I can feel it everywhere. Suck me out, suck on me, drain my love juice my wonderful man. Oh this is just beautiful please don't stop." Jenny is in raptures and she feels an orgasm mounting fast as she starts to tremble and twist around to his hungry mouth devouring her most private part.

He glances up at her strained face, the emotion written all over it, and in a few seconds between licking and munching on her, he sees the pleasure he is giving her. "Jenny I've got your whole cunt in my mouth isn't that wonderful, do you like it?" Your pussy is just superb, I love this."

"Oh daddy you are so beautiful don't stop. I want your cock in me tonight....you must fuck me.... I have never wanted a man so much as I want you inside me....fill me with it....come all over my face.... oh just keep doing it the way you are doing it..... I only dreamed of this...."She is rambling on panting as she talks in jerky tones and he senses he is bringing her to a climax so he grabs her under her bare arse and lifts her hips off the floor and starts to thrash his tongue around her clitoris faster and faster "Oh daddy you do it so good. You do it so good," she cries like a child. Tears run down her cheeks. Never so much has she wanted a man to put his mouth on her like this.

He completely devours her pussy and there is not one tiny part that escapes his tongue and lips. Jenny is reaching a climax, as she watches him crouched between her thighs, her legs spreadeagled over his shoulders. The moment, the sheer thrill of his touch, what he is doing, how she is naked before him, the feeling of utter helplessness as he holds her almost upside down off the floor has her going crazy and she feels the peak of her passion coming like an express train.

"Oooohh dadddeee, do it! Do it! Do it! Suck my cunt harder and harder! I'm yours daddy. Please don't stop! Do it! Yeeeeeeeesssss!!" He feels her body jerk suddenly and stiffen in an orgasmic thrust, her screech heralding the arrival of the mountainous avalanche of released tension and she shakes in his arms, finally flopping limp and sobbing.

She cries unashamedly. He panics for a moment but she turns to him with her big bedroom eyes in a look of genuine endearment. "Oh daddy, oh daddy, I've never been so happy in my life. I am crying because I am so happy. So happy. It was beautiful"

Thank God, he thinks. Only a woman can cry because she is happy. No wonder men get confused with them. .

"Oh daddy, thank you. Thank you. I have wanted that for so long you'll never know."

He too, is suddenly caught up in her tidal wave. "He splutters back, "Jenny what you are saying... are you saying what you are saying" 

"Daddy you silly old man I love you so dearly. I wish I could marry you I just want you so much. I want to feel you inside me, You must make real love to me I can't live without it any longer. Put it in me tonight, every night. Do it like you love me."

He is flabbergasted."Jenny for a start I can't marry you because I am your daddy and isn't that being close enough, and besides I am 32 years older than you. To girls your age I am an old man. Geezus Jen, I never knew you felt this bad. I mean good about me. How long have you been this way?"

"Daddy you are not an old man and don't dare say that. Look at your body, it's better than a lot of men 10 years younger judging by what I see on the beach. But to be honest daddy about a year after mommy died, I knew you were special. You loved me so tenderly like I was your own and even though you were not my natural father you always treated me as though you were. I could see I was not just a toy like some stepdaughters are to their new fathers and you sort of treated me like a little lady and I liked that.

"As I grew older I had these strange feelings inside me that made me want to reach out for you and go beyond a hug and a kiss but you were always the perfect gentleman and no matter how much I tried to flirt with you to make you notice how I was growing you just regarded me as a cheeky young kid and left me disappointed time and time again."

She flutters her long eyelashes as only Jenny can when she wants to look innocent. "Daddy just look at the size of your cock, it's sticking out of your bathrobe, I think it's looking for me, he knows I want him." He glances down and his robe has fallen to either side of his muscular thighs, revealing his solid erection.

"How big is it daddy, how many inches? I always wondered. It looks really big from here"

"Well, er, a man doesn't like to talk about the size of his cock but since you ask it's just on nine inches erect or seven on the dangle."

She giggles like a schoolgirl. "Oooh, I don't think there would be as much delight with seven on the dangle compared to getting nine in mine...heh heh."

He stands up and points his manhood towards her face. "Jenny I've admired your beauty from afar for many years as a loving parent or guardian should but now you are an adult and you are making this provocative parade in front of me you are making me buckle. Now get on your knees and show me how good you are at sucking this thing you've wanted so long."

Jenny loves the sight of a big erect penis and this one is very special to her and she wants to savour the moment as she kneels before him in the nude and looks up at him coyly, putting on her best innocent expression. "Daddy I'm so sorry I was a bad girl today at school and they sent me to the principal's office to be punished. He told me I had to go home and do this to my father and beg for forgiveness. But not before I had to show him I could do it properly. He made me strip to my panties and bra. Do you want me to show you how I had to do it to him behind the desk in his big office?"

"Yes, just do it, I can't wait "

As she spins her fable to excite him into her school age times she cups his tight scrotum in one hand and slides the other hand loosely along the shaft of his bulging member, looking at it and alternating her gaze directly into his face with her big blushing bedroom eyes and flicking eyelashes. Her face is that of a schoolgirl again.

"He was a nasty principal, daddy, he grabbed me around my head and kept forcing my mouth back and forth faster and faster as I tried my best to please him so he would let me get dressed and go back to class." She starts rubbing his shaft but has not yet put her mouth around it. She wants to get him frantic for it with her sexy baby talk. 

"What happened? Did he let you go?" he answers back to Jenny's utter surprise. His rejoinder sparks her lust even more. "Yes daddy, but he made me gulp down a lot of his sperm when he couldn't hold it back any longer, He said if I misbehave again he would make me stay back after school for more of the same and that's when he said I must do this to you as soon as I got home, even before my homework. So daddy I ask that you forgive me for being so naughty and upsetting the school teacher and if I do this properly, will you forgive me?"

"Yes, yes of course, just do it for God's sake, my balls are aching."

She really wants it inside her pussy but this is one way of coming to grips with its size and it thrills her to know he is looking down at her sucking on him, so as she works it in and out of her mouth, her tongue working overtime, she keeps looking up at his face to project an expression of teenage innocence. Her sexy adolescent-like talk excites him and as he feels the incredible warmth of her mouth and the way her lips grip the most sensitive side of his glans he knows he is not going to last long. The sheer sight of this beautiful creature in her submissive position so eagerly begging for his cock and wanting to taste his cum is an experience that's come entirely unexpected. Today was just like every other day until Jenny came home and showed him her sexy new micro bikinis.

She is working his shaft faster and faster looking up into his face and fluttering her eyelashes. One hand gently squeezes his balls, she feels them moving from side to side inside the sac and by the size of them she is sure he must produce a big surge of cum when he explodes. He is making the same kind of groaning sounds she first heard when she used to sneak down the dark hallway on her hands and knees a long while ago when she was supposed to be asleep. This must be what momma did to him, she thinks. She wants to be as good as her mother who she remembers as a very attractive and very sexy woman. Jenny is her carbon copy. 

For him, it is the first time a woman's lips are gripping his penis since the last time he and his wife made love 10 years ago. It dawns on him the similarities in Jenny and her mother. God, no wonder Jenny is so sexy, she's just like her mother, he thinks as the sexual tension in his loins takes him closer to the edge of losing control.

Jenny has perfected the degree of pressure on his penis with her fulsome Latina lips and starts to concentrate on the more vulnerable underside of his glans, flicking her tongue around its most sensitive area as she zigzags his knob in and out of her mouth with ever-increasing speed. One hand holds his tight balls and the other is gripped tight around the base of his long shaft, stretching it back tightly with downward vertical pressure. He is just around the corner coming into the home straight in a fast finishing burst. 

"Oooohh, keep going! Oooooooh keep going faster. That's it, Ooooohh Jenny my cock's coming in your mouth Aaaaaaaargh! She feels a sudden surge of the white glue filling her mouth so fast she gulps it down and jerks his penis out of her mouth just as his second, third and fourth burst splashes across her face, some landing in her hair, her forehead, across her cheeks, across her nose and her mouth seems drenched with sperm running down her chin. Her tongue is hanging out with a thick wad of goo stuck under it, another thick wad hanging off the tip of her tongue and dripping down to her breasts. He is one of those men well endowed in producing a powerful supply of sperm.

"Oh daddy this is beautiful," she gasps. "It is just like the way the school principal finished," she fantasises. "It is all over me again. Now your lovely baby juice is in my face. Mmmmm." He looks down proudly at her lapping it up, wiping the sperm on her face down to her mouth and licking it up with an eager tongue. "Mmmmmm" she moans over and over. The exertion has drained him physically and his balls ache.

"Jen I'm not as young as I used to be you know. I really want to put it in you but I've got to get over this first. You just drained me. I don't think I've ever cum so powerfully for a long long time. It must be the way you got me going. Fantastic. You are just like your mother. She was brilliant and so are you. She's back."

His words fuel her sense of belonging to him more than ever. She has never heard him compare her to his lovely wife, her mother, but to say it after a sex act is even more delightful. Surely now he will want to take me to bed as often as possible, she thinks with a big smile on her face looking up at him. They get to their feet, both naked and she hugs him, some of his sperm is still matted into her hair and down one side of her cheeks. They kiss tenderly and he pulls her tightly against his body, his nine inches now dangling to a seven-inch but still thick appendage. 

Jenny adores his masculinity and the way the shades of grey stand out like silvery streaks through his thick hair. She feels as though she now commands a personal nine-inch penis she can summons for action whenever in the mood. They sit on the couch gathering themselves. "Daddy, let's go into your bedroom and lie on the bed until you are ready for me. You know I am ready for you," she giggles.

He stretches out on the queen size bed, once occupied by Jenny's mother. He looks up at the ceiling and can't believe she is beside him nude. "I never thought this would ever happen Jen," he says casually. She lays an arm across his chest and traces her clitoris finger around it and starts circling his navel in teasing caresses. 

"Oh daddy, I knew it was just a matter of time. But you are so slow you naughty man you made me wait for years to be making love to me." They lay there in a cuddle, father and daughter, held in loving embrace. Love and sex become as one as father and daughter become as one. For quite some time they remain bound together in silence, both of them savouring delights that to each have been a milestone moment of their lives. Both know that the best is yet to come. 

His erection is returning. He can sense it. The magnetism of her physical beauty and sexy teasing ways is a very powerful force. "Daddy I confess that I used to go to bed at night right through my school years thinking of something like this with you. I knew I was growing the body of a woman but I was too young for you to ever consider me taking the place of momma."

"Well Jenny, you just did a few minutes ago, but I am surprised you would even be thinking along those lines so long ago."

"Well to be honest daddy you never knew it but I used to sneak down the hallway at night when you and momma thought I was tucked in asleep and I used to listen to you making love to each other. I didn't understand what was going on except that it made me feel really good to hear momma sounding so happy that I knew whatever you were doing you must have been very good at it and ever since I always wanted it to happen to me."

She moves closer and puts her hand on his big banana which looks very firm and ripe for her to eat. "Mmmmm, daddy, this banana looks delicious. And look at those coconuts below it." 

"To be honest," he confesses, "I was worried I would be too big for your tight pussy and might hurt you at first." She doesn't have the heart to tell him about the four other men who have already been there -- each one unexpectedly except for her boss whom she always sought to seduce - the knee therapist, her boss, the clit piercer and the shonky Mr Wilson -- every one of them the same age or a bit older than her stepfather. And every one was very well hung. But she wants her daddy to feel very special.

"Oh piffle daddy; I always knew you could fit inside me no matter how big a cock you had and what you don't know is that a long, long time ago I couldn't wait for tonight I wanted to know what it was like so I used to experiment like other girls.

"I started with spoons and things and then got more game and looked for things that resembled a big cock so see how far I could go. I was truly happy how easily I took things nearly the size of your cock now just by covering them in baby oil and also oiling my pussy."

He was hoping against hope to be the first to drill her. "I suppose some other guy gave you your first orgasm, huh," he asks. "Jenny laughs. "Oh come on daddy, don't feel dejected. It wasn't a man or a boy it was a huge carrot."

"A damn carrot? What?"

"Oh daddy, look, you are a real man and I want you to know you are my first real fuck," she lies to make him feel more important to her. "No daddy, I couldn't wait until now to get my first orgasm. I came home from school one day and went to my room with a carrot so big Bugs Bunny would be jealous. I smoothed it back and dipped it in baby oil and played with my clit to get more excited as I figured if this thing could go in me, so could any man. Well, it went in easier than I thought because I was wet and the carrot was oiled up. I realised there and then that us girls were given a hidden treasure like a deep cave where we can store very big trunks inside even though at that time we could not play up. I always dreamed you would have a big one like it and tonight you deliver my dream."

Learning all this fascinates him to the mindset of his daughter and it also makes him feel guilty for not having given her some kind of sex education talk by the time she hit school where the wrong kind of kids can influence others. But he is now relaxed about her capacity to receive him and his desire is turning to a burning desire.

They are both ever so relaxed and there is no tension in the air considering it is a momentous occasion for each of them. His erection is rock hard again and throbbing. She is on his bed where she has never been before, nude and more inviting than ever. This is something he never expected. It adds to his excitement. His dream. Her dream.

"Daddy I want to sit on top of you; I want it to be the deepest possible penetration for my first with you and I want to feel that I'm fucking you. I happen to know this was momma's favourite position and I want this for momma too" The reason for her comment goes over his head as he concentrates on her magnificent body getting set to be spiked by his lighthouse shaped tool. 

Watching her shapely form descend slowly on to his penis though brings back fond memories of her mother - his long lost lover. This is the first real intercourse he's about to enjoy since he lost his wife and there are so many similarities between mother and daughter now that Jenny has blossomed. He hopes that if she can fuck half as good as her mother it will be tremendous. He can't wait, yet he can't get it out of his mind that this is his young daughter just six months out of school.

She is right. His thick rod slides effortlessly to its hilt inside her as Jenny looks down at it slowly disappears. He is wide-eyed too, watching a moment of his life he could only dream about in the times when he watched her youthful curvaceous figure emerging into young adulthood. "You are so tight, it's incredible," he says breathlessly. "My God, your cunt is like a boa constrictor the way it's gripping me." 

"Daddy I can feel your huge shape way up inside me. It is filling me up. It's so long and thick I'll never be able to get off it. Mmmmmm." Jenny is up to her old tricks. She is not only enjoying her father's cock inside her and making him feel good by the way she squirms, twists and thrusts up and down on his upright bolt but adds much to his excitement with her playful talk. 

He is beside himself in ecstasy. "Ohhh, it's so tight you feel like that girl I watched growing up; this is the best moment of my life for years". He stares at her big puffy nipples riding up and down to the beat on the points of her ample breasts that are so firm they don't bounce, they simply move in unison top her upper torso. She has painted her nipples again making them glisten and appear twice as rich in their texture. He is convinced his own daughter is a young sex goddess delivered to him from heaven as a reminder of how lucky he was to have married her mother.

"Oh my God Jenny you are a fantastic fuck; ride me baby, ride me hard," he shouts, his face breaking out in perspiration. "Daddy your cock is the biggest thing I've ever had in me it is so wonderful. I always dreamed it would be like this since I was old enough to think about it," she shouts back, her long hair flying about left and right around her shoulders as she throws her head back and forth into frantic fuck mode.

He knows he won't last long. It is simply too good. The feeling is too intense, his shaft is being massaged by a tight fitting young vagina not long out of school and the very thought of her young age is sending him into overdrive. "Daddy my pussy is gripping you tight and I can feel it; it's so tight. This is so new to me and my pussy has wanted you for so long it won't let you go"




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 09



Jenny, the precocious 18 year-old office secretary with the Playboy centrefold body, confuses her very high libido with nymphomania and makes a visit to a wily mature sex therapist for an expert opinion. But the erotic outcome only adds more spice to her adventurous life as a prick teaser.

This week the teenage sex bomb's life started with a real bang when on Monday night she finally cajoles her handsome stepfather into licking spilt honey off her pussy and puffy nipples, and once aroused, he simply couldn't help but go all the way.

On Friday she will be jetting off with her boss Raymond on a business trip to the capital and will be away for three days as his personal secretary. It is her first such trip and she wants to be fit as a fiddle, or perhaps fit for a fiddle, so she books a soothing massage with the therapist in her office tower that looked after he crook knee a few weeks ago. That is locked in for Thursday, and he can squeeze her in as his last appointment for the day. 

Today however, she wants to end some nagging doubts about her sexuality. Her extremely high libido is a concern raised by her stepfather. She always dresses provocatively in short mini skirts, likes very flimsy underwear and tends to tease maybe all too often. Is she really a nymphomaniac or just a healthy young teenager with a zest to be outrageously flirtatious?

She decides to get an expert opinion if only to pacify her daddy as going away with her boss on a business trip at the end of the week just adds to his concerns. Is she going as a personal secretary or as a cheeky young woman out for opportunity to have maybe an adventurous encounter? As she enters her office tower she notices on the main directory board that there is a female sex therapist called Doctor Felicity Feelgood in the same building. She telephones the reception for an appointment,feeling much better about talking frankly to another female rather than a male practitioner in case it's embarrassing.

"I'm sorry miss, but our regular therapist Doctor Felicity is away interstate at the moment attending a conference and won't be back until next Monday. Oh, but we do have a fill-in therapist who specialises in female problems and he is very good." 

"You said he is very good," replies enny. "Don't you have a female practitioner?" 

"I'm sorry miss but Doctor Hans is very experienced. He is one of our industry's standby therapists who fill in for regular practitioners on special occasions and although I only met him today as Felicity left last night, I am sure he will do you well, I should say do well for you."

Jenny is not impressed. "I think I should try somewhere else as I must get an appointment today sometime."

The receptionist wants her to reconsider. "Oh I'm sorry miss and it must be important but I do know that all the sex therapists in town are booked out this week. We don't know why there has been a run on our services but everyone is in the same boat and some of the others will be short staffed this week now as some are also attending the same conference as Felicity. I can fit you in after our last appointment if it's important, but the doctor won't be able to see you until just after 5.30pm. Is that too late?"

Jenny is annoyed and curses under her breath. Just her luck; like getting all the red lights at the traffic signals. She even sounds a bit cranky with the receptionist. "Oh all right, but I did want a female therapist that's all. I suppose I'll have to fit in with him so I will make the appointment."

"Oh good," chirps the receptionist. "I will let Dr Hans know you are coming. Now I finish work at 5.30pm so if you make sure you are a bit late I will leave our front door unlocked for you to enter, but the front office lights may be out so don't think I've locked up on you. We are on Level 15; just follow the arrows from the elevator.

"You may have to sit in the dark for a few minutes because Dr Hans will be finishing with his 5 o'clock patient and he will be seeing that lady out the door and he knows you are waiting. Thank you and have a good day."

Jenny gets off the phone at least satisfied she's done something about it, even if it isn't what she wanted exactly. She assumes they are probably all much the same anyway in their knowledge. She is glad now she is wearing her navy business suit which makes her look a bit less sexy even though she has her pale blue matching nylon stockings and garter belt on with her matching g-string pale blue lace tree leaf shaped panties and high heels. 

She figures that because her navy business suit skirt reaches to within six inches from her knees it is not as provocative as the much shorter skirts she usually wears to work to drive the men crazy and upset the other women. In any case, she only has to talk to him and ask his opinion. It's quite simple.

At lunch time Jenny breezes down to the building's big cafeteria and after paying for her snack meal she sees a man waving to her as she is walking out. 

"Hello Jenny, what a co-incidence running into you. I see you have booked in for a massage on Thursday," he says as she is walking his table where he is sitting with another man. It is the old therapist who worked on her injured knee a few weeks ago.

"Oh hello, yes my knee is much better now thanks for your help. But no injuries it's just that I need to wind down a bit and relax, it's been a frantic fortnight for me and I'm going away on a business trip on Friday so I just want to tone up, you know."

He smiles his rugged look smile. He is old but masterful. "Well young lady, you know you're in capable hands with me; I will see you when you get in on Thursday. I believe my girl booked you in at the end of the day because I must say it's been pretty busy lately and I guess you got the last available time slot even though it the late one."

She waltzes off without being introduced to the man sitting with the old physiotherapist. Jenny will discover when she goes for her sex therapist appointment at six o'clock that the man friendly over coffee with him is none other than Dr Hans. Felicity Feelgood's consulting rooms are on the same floor as the masseur and the two men struck up conversation heading for the elevator at lunchtime. What a coincidence. Did he ask the old man what was that all about with the spunky young woman with the busty low cleavage? Did one man let slip what can go on behind closed doors? Do men ever talk to each other about sexy women? Is the Pope Catholic?

The day goes fast when you are enjoying your work but Jenny is glad it's time to pack up. The quicker she can get the sex therapist visit out the way the better she will feel. She gets held up with a late request from her boss and arrives 10 minutes after closing time, finding the door unlocked as the receptionist says. The remainder of tenants on the same floor have all gone home. She hears voices in another room and hopes he won't be too long. She doesn't have to wait more than 10 minutes and the previous patient, a woman aged about 30 who is in office attire, comes out adjusting her hair. She closes the door behind her and within a minute Dr Hans appears and says, "Please come in."

Jenny enters the consulting rooms, which consists of a desk, a long sofa, an examination table with a pillow and white sheet, which Dr Hans has just replaced, a full-length mirror, a change room and two visitor chairs. There is a door to another room but it is closed.

He turns to meet her. "My goodness, you are the young lady I saw in the coffee shop today. What a coincidence," he says. Jenny is taken aback for a moment, not expecting that man with her psythiotherapist to be this man here. "Oh yes, pleased to meet you Dr Hans," she replies with a slightly embarrassed look on her face already wondering if the other man said anything about her. "Yes, it's a small world," she laughs off. 

He gestures to a seat. "Now tell me in the shortest most simplest way, why you are here."

"Well doctor, I feel a bit silly saying this but my stepfather is sort of concerned that I sort of might be sort of getting a bit like a nymphomaniac. Well sort of."

"In one sentence why would he think that young lady?"

"Maybe because my sex drive is quite strong and I tend to go out of my way to tease men with my looks, the way I dress and my good figure. I just want to know is that normal or am I needing help?"

"Ah, young lady, Jenny isn't it, your problem is quite common among young women today. We are living in a very liberated society and sexual overtones abound everywhere. It is often hard to escape sex in some form or another. Naturally your father, or your stepfather I think you said, is being the typical parent. He must care a lot for you."

"Yes he does doctor, he and I are very close. So doctor Hans I am not a nymphomaniac am I?"

He laughs gingerly. "Well Jenny, it's a matter of professional interpretation. Look, I need to have a really good heart to heart talk with you and ask you a lot of fairly personal questions and you need to be quite frank with me otherwise I can't help you."

"Oh doctor, I will do my best since we're only having a talk aren't we?"

"Yes of course. There is no physical examination involved." She breathes a sigh of relief.

"Now to get started please lie down on the examination bench with your clothes on so just as you are so we can talk. I want you to relax completely and sitting up on that narrow chair you won't relax enough. Now about your question on what makes a young lady a nympho and what doesn't when there could be a thin line between normal and abnormal behaviour that's a decision I arrive at after a full consideration of the information I get from your answers. It is largely about your attitude too, very much a frame of mind thing to find out how healthy you are in your total outlook on the more private side of your life. You know, what makes Jenny the young woman tick under that nice business suit."

"Oh doctor, I am quite healthy I don't need to be examined or get undressed. I just want to know if my behaviour is normal or abnormal."

"Jenny you look quite normal and sound quite normal, but what is normal? The way we dress for example, often disguises the real person that we are. Some people dress a certain way to cover up, some dress a certain way to show as much of their body as possible. 

"Now when I look at you I see what appears to be a young woman in a sophisticated business uniform. You look very pleasant in your high heels but who is the woman under the clothes? Is the real person hiding behind a fake image for example? We often say people are sometimes not what they seem. It is only when we strip away the exterior veneer that we can see who we really are. Now in your case I think your problem is in the mind, in your attitude to things, so I want you to take off your skirt and top and just be in your normal underwear while I ask you some personal questions."

Jenny's face drops. This is not what she expected but since he is the professional he is in control but she resists, thinking he is just like all the other men wanting to take advantage of her good looks in a vulnerable situation. "Please doctor, I don't want to take my clothes off. I only came here to have a talk. That's all I thought I had to do, is just talk to you and you would talk back to me but nothing more. I can't see any sense in me undressing."

She wishes she had not put on her transparent low cut black lace bra that only just lets her bulbous puffy nipples sit behind cover with the rest or her choice of skimpy semi-transparent matching black lace panties that make her look ever so stunning in her sheer nylon stockings and garter belt with high heels ensemble. She was, after all, expecting the female sex therapist to be on duty.

He folds his arms and states his case. "Jenny, I am a working professional and you must expect when you go to a sex therapist there should be nothing to hide. If you can't trust me, how can I help you with your problem?" Besides I am not asking you to take everything off."

"But doctor, I am not sure if I even have a problem. I only wanted to talk."

They continue for the next five minutes bartering with each other. She doesn't want to strip off her clothes and just be in her underwear knowing how sexy she is attired underneath, yet she is afraid he will tell her she is wasting his time.

"I'm sorry doctor but I'm so young and maybe if I were a lot older I wouldn't worry so much but to take my skirt and top off is asking too much."

"Are you ashamed of your body Jenny? Is there something that prevents you from being open and honest with your doctor?"

"No of course not. I am proud of my body, it's in good shape but I thought this is about my state of mind, not my figure. Besides if I take my skirt and top off, I'll only be in my underwear."

"Precisely young lady. In your underwear. Not really undressed at all. And I must correct you in saying that this consultation is not about your body as your mind because it seems that it's your lovely looking body that so concerns your father to have you come here."

She knows she can't push her charade with him any further at this point. "Well I'll take them off only if you don't take too much notice of how I am in my underwear."

Ah, he thinks, the ice is melting at last. They always give in eventually. He knows that a lot of women like to exhibit their body in certain sheltered circumstances and then act innocently as though it's an invasion of their privacy while all the time enjoying the experience. He is not quite sure yet whether Jenny is one of them.

"Okay Jenny, just do it so we can get on with this session. I will try not to look at you too much but you must surely know it's my professional objective to study you to get to the root cause of your concerns" The busty teen. removes off her skirt and top and rests them over the back of the second visitor's chair, standing momentarily in just her high heels, pale blue nylon stockings garter belt and her beautiful curvaceous figure adorned by a pearl necklace, matching pearl earrings and her favourite slave chain on her left ankle.

He is sitting down and she has her back to him in some kind of useless modesty and the first view he gets of her without clothes is her completely bare and perfectly shaped firm buttocks. Just like he'd expect from a young teenager. Her skirt falls to the floor and she bends over to pick it up and from where he sits he gets a gratifying view between her legs and the full shape of her pussy held in by the skimpy black lace material. She puts the skirt back on the top of the chair more carefully and then lies back on the white sheet.

"Now that's better Jenny. You can leave your high heel shoes on and your nylons. I must say they suit you very well, you have good taste in clothes."

Jenny smiles as soon as she ever hears anything said good about her. It is also one of her weaknesses. "Thank you dor, I do try to be pretty."

"Now just pout your head back on the pillow, let me gets your legs more comfortable so you can relax properly He shifts her shoes about two feet apart. He compliments her on her choice of underwear and colour matching. 

"I see you are a young lady with real style," he says caressing her ego. "Now, where were we? Oh yes, now Jenny I will ask you questions you must answer and there is a real reason for these personal questions as I must get into your mind as to how you think and why and to ascertain your particular psyche. Do you understand?"

"Yes Dr Hans."

"We will start by going back to your early years growing into the beautiful young lady you are today, right back to where your first inclinations of sexuality started if you can remember. This gives me an idea of what motivates your attitude today, which is somewhat confusing. You are a very attractive teenager who on one hand worried about possibly being or becoming a nymphomaniac due to your perceived high libido and yet this same young lady is shy attacking off some clothes in front of her sex therapist.

"Well if you put it that way Dr Hans, I will be in your hands to know what's best."

"That's better young lady. Now I am going to talk about you and your decisions. Let's start with your early sex life. When did you first want to be intimate with someone and who was that person?"

"It was my adopted father, my step daddy, but we never did anything like sex until, would you believe, only last night and I've been 18 now for just over three months. When I was 17 it nearly happened but it was more in my mind than daddy's and nothing happened.  I always wanted to do something with him years and years ago but he was just the perfect gentleman and brought me up from eight to 18 without ever touching me until last night."

"What about your mother? How was your relationship with her." 

"Mom died in an accident caused by a drunk driver just before I turned nine and my new father married mom when I was just four. Her first husband took off with another woman and my stepfather is the only father I can really relate to. thought that was wonderful of him but I always felt he was missing out on love and as a young teen I yearned to be there for him in that way because I felt he deserved intimacy."

"Was there any nudity involved then?"

"Yes, but not when mom was alive. When they were together I used to sneak down the hallway at night after they thought I was tucked up asleep and I could hear them making out in bed. I didn't know or understand what they were doing except that they were being lovers and whatever lovers do. On a few occasions I would grab a sneak peak but they were mostly in the dark and there was a lot of puffing and panting noises.

"One night though they did have the light on and I was petrified I would be discovered crouching just outside their door. Lucky for me daddy was too busy looking at mom who was sitting on top of him, like between his legs somewhere and she was bobbing up and down and moving herself forwards and back and sort of swivelling around. Mom was looking at daddy's face so this night I did get a good look at them making love and that was the only sex education I ever had. I never forgot what I saw and after that I wished I could be like mom who was over the moon being so happy at what they were doing."

All the time Jenny is speaking about her early life Dr Hans is looking appreciatively at her immaculate thighs as he sits alongside her and level with the tops of her stockings. Jenny always looks stunning in her lace garter belt and nylon stockings. He listens to her but is also intently studying her body. His eyes skate in slow motion across the surface of her silken skin, reaching her pubis area as it arches up high and curves over into her pussy just inches away. 

Her semi-transparent panties hold her pussy in tightly, squeezing upwards the shape of her vulva. It gives him a deep cameltoe offered by the generous cleavage in the crack of her pussy and makes his heart skip a beat as he takes in the sight of her tightly restrained clitoris hood and protruding inner lips buckled under the paper thin material. 

"Tell me Jenny, what affect did it have on you seeing what you saw?" he asks. 

"Well Dr Hans I was almost nine at that time and I would always go back to my room and touch myself where it felt good because I did get excited. Maybe that's because Iwas being naughty and should not be where I was at the time so being naughty then made me more excited."

"Did they ever find out about you spying on them?"

"No, would you believe it was only last night I confessed to my daddy what I did."

"And what did you tell him?"

"That when I heard them in their bedroom and sometimes took a look when I could get away with it, I wanted to find out how it could be so nice as momma really did go off. The only clue I had one night daddy told her loud enough for me to hear to open her legs wider so he could get in.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 09



"I went back to my room that night and pretended I was mom and laid on top of my bed with my legs open wide and put two of my fingers inside and moved them about. I got the impression that lovemaking was all about putting fingers and things insidethe pussy. How was I to know? It always felt good but I could not get as happy doing it as mom did when daddy was with her. 

"I was a wreck after mom was killed in the accident and most of my ninth birthday year daddy tried so hard to make me happy again with nice toys and a big birthday party." He notices that Jenny seems to be enjoying reviving these memories."Sometime after that I really started to notice him like I never did before. I think I was 10 at the time and I got more interested in how I was looking growing up by admiring myself in the mirror. I wanted him to see me nude to see how lovely I looked so I often would walk around him with nothing on wanting him to say how nice I looked. Is this normal Dr Hans?"

"Yes, of course it is, a lot of young girls become show offs when they are growing.They don't regard it as a sexual experience, just a physical appreciation thing. But go on, I need to find a turning point if there is one."

"Well I was somewhere between 10 and 11, maybe just over 11 when I started having really better feelings down there and about the same time I noticed my nipples starting to sprout into big domes that I first got a bit breathless from the feeling I got playing with myself.

"I didn't even know it was called a clit, it just felt nice and the feeling got stronger as I reached my first year as a teen."

"Can you recall your first orgasm?"

"Well, I didn't know what an orgasm was when it happened. As I said I was beginning to develop breasts. As you can see, mine are quite large at 38 inches on a fairly narrow back and back then I was an early riser that way with the buds being quite big. By the time I was 12 I had developed a 32-inch B cup bust and my puffies looked really were huge on me. I used to be embarrassed after school sports when we all showered"

"But what about your first orgasm, Jenny, did you do it, was it a teacher maybe or somehow else?"

"I can remember because it was just after my birthday when I often felt really sexy. I guessed that was to do with my hormones thing with my nipples and breasts getting bigger. I used to go to bed always thinking of my mother and adopted father making love and those thoughts stayed with me as I felt myself. When I was eight I didn't have a clue what was going on but you learn fast about things at school and by the time I was 11 it dawned on me why my mother sounded so happy. 

"Well, I wanted to find out what it felt like to have something inside me than was better than my fingers or a spoon and silly thing we girls used to experiment with. I brought home this day a really nice big carrot that I spotted because it looked like it could be the size of a man's cock, even the shape as well as the size. It actually excited me selecting it at the fruit and vegetable store. 

"Daddy didn't know of course and when he was not around I made it nice and smooth and put baby oil over it that night to see if it would fit in me. I didn't think it would, a virgin and me being tight. I was surprised how easy it went in after I made myself excited first. My hymen was not strong and was already broken at sport so I could have a lot of fun with the big carrot pretending it was daddy. 

"My orgasm came after I did a lot of playing with my clit and kept sliding the carrot in and out pretty fast. I was all the time imagining it was a real cock and my first love. My thoughts were strong for daddy and I kept it up thinking like this and noticed I was getting out of breath with excitement and this most amazing feeling came right over me. My scalp was tingling, my toes curled up tight, and I sort of went into a spasm of some kind. I thought I was going to die only the feeling was good, not bad. I cried out and then my whole body felt like it was on a carpet floating in space. It was so beautiful.

"I didn't know that was an orgasm. I found out talking to school friends who were much the same as me trying to experiment with things in their pussy. After that experience, I wanted to do it again and again and looked for things that resembled a man's cock. But I really wanted the man who was closest to me."

Jenny is so involved recounting her story that she has unwittingly become quite wetand he notices that the crack in her panties looks damp. He makes out he doesn't notice but his eyes keep going back to the spot. He is certain that talking about her early school days she is reliving some kind of a dream and as he watches, she is getting sexually aroused He wants to expose her breasts and somehow pull her panties down enough to reveal explicitly her naked pussy so he keeps up the questions about her inner feelings.

"Jenny what you did with the carrot is not out of character of what many girls around that age do- sometimes younger, sometimes older, to simulate penile entry. On the surface it seems perverted but in reality it is normal behaviour so how old were you when you first experienced real intercourse? He was expecting her to say some time in her school days and got a surprise.

"It was just three weeks ago, just a couple of months after I turned 18. Ever since I was 17 I wanted to have my pussy pierced so when I turned 18 I decided to do it butdid not tell my father in case he disapproved. I had to take proof of age with me because it involved taking my panties off and spreading my legs. Actually the whole experience turned me on somewhat as it was a double piercing in my clit I selected after the piercer man showed me a catalogue of samples and how they worked to enhance stimulation. 

"My euphoria was so high I got carried away wondering how it would feel if a cock was rubbing against it and before I knew it I asked the poor man to show me. I had never had sex with anyone before that and looking back it seems so crazy that the first man to do me was older than my own father by about 10 years. I felt sorry for him putting him on the spot like that but I could not wait to know. No one else would ever know so I took the gamble and begged him to show me what it was like with my pussy pierced. He did say he should not be doing it and he only did it because he wanted to please me

"He was very well hung I can remember so well as he really filled me up. He did it slow motion and very fast in different ways so I could tell how his penis was making the clit rings add to the stimulation. I did get a rather loud orgasm." Jenny giggles as if she is confessing something to a school friend, not her sex therapist.

"I see," he says leaning forward feeding on her every word. "And how many times have you experienced intercourse my dear?" 

"All up – no pun intended doctor – about 10 times but with five separate men, one of them my daddy last night for the first time but it was actually three times we had it."

"Hmm who were the other men and what ages were they."

"Well, I'm not positive about age but I think the man who pierced my pussy was bout 10 years older than my daddy who is 50, and my boss just turned 50 and he talked me into it, one was the masseur you were having coffee with today and the other man was a client of my boss and he was about 55."

"Jenny I see that so far all your sex has been with older men, much older men, men some 30 years older than you. Is there a reason for that? Are you transfixed to older men because of your father love?"

"Doctor it just happens that way. I don't go looking for them with the exception of my daddy whom I really do go after. I've wanted him for a long, long while and as soon as I knew what real lovemaking was about as a schoolgirl I just wanted it with him.As far as young men are concerned I don't have any boyfriends but did date a few boys for a while but there was no sex involved as I was 16 and 17. I think though that boys just don't have a clue compared to older men and I was greedy for an experienced hand on me not some one learning about it." 

"You are not adverse to younger men though, surely?"

"Well no doctor, but a lot of them think only of themselves whereas older men know what a girl wants because they've probably found out the hard way years before I guess if I ran into a really handsome guy in his twenties and if he was well hung especially I could get keen but only if he spoilt me."

Doctor Hans is looking for a lead from her answers for his own benefit that might put him on the path to the entrance of her pussy. If only, if only, he keeps thinking as his keen eyes dwell on the sight of her smooth thighs and the damp swell behind her tight panties. "Now these situations that led you to have sex with older men who were total strangers, why was that?" he asks, hoping there is a clue somewhere to help his own problem on how to take advantage of her nubile body.

"Oh as I said, those things just happened but in the case of the masseur and the man who did my pussy piercing I think it was the culmination of me being undressed in front of them while they went about their work and I knew they were perving on me just watching their faces and I could tell their cocks were erect so I must have excited them. It was a kind of game to let them think they could coerce me and turn a pretty girl into a slut for their pleasure that made it exciting for me to let it happen."

The doctor is burning in his loins. The more he sees, the more he hears, the more desirable she appears. So ravenous, so close and yet so far away. Dare he risk his reputation yet he feels sure she is not a nympho but at times may as well be one with an apparent appetite for cock.

"Hmm, this is interesting Jenny, now about your boss. He is about 50 and are you attracted to him in any way?"

"Yes and no. Physically he is really good in all respects and he does shower me with gifts like my new car so I give him some fun because I can see he is a perving type."

"What do you mean by that exactly?

"Well doctor I always go to the office in very sexy clothes like micro mini skirts and g-string panties and low cleavage tops to deliberately get his attention."

"And?"

"Well, it works because he made me his personal secretary, gave me a new BMW car and other gifts and this weekend he is taking me on a business trip with him. All the other girls at work are very jealous of me. In fact, they can't stand me for being so attractive. They think he promoted me by putting beauty before brains as one nasty girl said once. They don't know we've had sex but I think they all suspect it but they fear for their jobs so they don't make an issue out of it. "

"So you did something for the car, eh, and his other gifts? Give me one example?

"Well he wanted to shoot a high definition video of me dancing in my underwear, pretty much like I am wearing right now, and then doing more lurid things for his warped fantasies."

"Such as?"

"Sitting back in his executive chair with my legs spread over each side and using a wickedly big vibrator on myself."

Doctor Hans is now convinced he must surely score if he plays his cards right. No woman could do that with her boss and yet be conservative with him.

"And I suppose Jenny he then had sex with you?"

"Yes, I'm ashamed to say."

"Let me tell you something Jenny that may make you feel good about yourself instead of feeling ashamed; there are lots of women in executive positions in corporate life today who got there by using their body more than their brain. Sex in the office is pretty much part of our Western culture. It happens in other places too where people with something in common like to share a daring experience, even though it may be a once in a lifetime daring adventure into sex.

"Jenny I feel as though you are opening up to me and being more relaxed but I still sense a bit of shyness in you. "This session must be explicit honest and frank where you hide no detail from me that may help me see the real you. It's the only way for us to get to the core of the problem. Having said that I want you to hand me your bra and slide your panties down over your thighs."

She sits bolt upright. "You what?"

"I want you to take off your bra and pull your panties down as far as the tops of your stockings."

"What on earth for doctor? "Haven't I done enough? I am in my underwear now and there's not much of that either so isn't this being open or frank enough for you? Just answering your questions is stripping away my privacy doctor, so isn't that enough?"

"Frankly, no," he replies. "Look, this is a test of your integrity Jenny. If you hold back on me I could easily think what else is she holding back on in order for me to give my professional opinion on your problem. If you hand me your bra and pull your panties down where I said to move them I will know you are genuinely trying to be fully open and frank with me. It's like baring your soul and you have to do it if you have nothing to hide and you will find once you do that you will be able to more readily answer some very personal questions I put to you. In other words, I am preparing you to be explicit in your answers to me – no ifs and no butts."

"No doctor, I won't do it. I mean, why should I? "

"Oh Jenny, please don't be difficult. Look that lady you saw leaving just as you came in took her clothes off completely and she didn't complain to me."

"Well doctor, maybe she was here for a different reason. I am only here to talk to you not to be examined physically"

"You are wrong Jenny, she has a concern that is all in the mind and that affects a lot of people in their sexual performance. I had to show her hoe to achieve a much stronger orgasm so he can guide her husband to the g-spot as it seems he is a bit inexperienced in pleasing his woman."

Jenny looks wide-eyed at him. "You gave her an orgasm?"

"Yes, it's what she came here for. It's not really unusual in our profession. Some women need reassurance at times and they like a slow hand to experience a fruitful climax. It is not a personal type of sex situation, it is purely for professional reasons."

"Yes of course," she says, not believing him one bit. "Well, I'm not like that woman and I'm here for something completely different and surely you can determine the cause of my so-called problem just by talking to me. That's why I won't strip off any further. I am sorry.

He doesn't answer but ponders his next move. Jenny reinforces her argument."There you sit comfortably in your chair fully clothed and expect me to be undressed. I don't see you taking your pants down to show me how honest and open you are. See, when the boot is on the other foot you sit back with an amazed look on your face."

Dr Hans wants to break the stalemate quickly without the interview breaking down. So he surprises her by jumping to his feet suddenly. .

"All right then Jenny, I'll show you what frank honesty is about an set an example for you to follow." He takes off his shirt and tie, removes his pants and then steps out of his white undies, his penis bouncing upwards in a half erection as he releases it from its prison. He is not one to brag about the size of his member. It speaks for itself.

Jenny puts a hand over her mouth in total shock. "Oh my gawd," she says, "what are you doing?"

"Jenny I'm doing something very simple like I asked you to do. Now you see I have your attention, you can see I have nothing to hide so why are you afraid to be as open and honest as I am?"

She giggles at the absurdity of it, but admires his cocksure attitude and none the least the size of his personal belongings. Jenny is a real sucker for a big looking cock. "Allright doctor, you win. But I'm only doing it because you insist for professional reasons, not because I want to so please understand that."

"Of course," he says, gratified that his stab in the dark worked. Just as Jenny tosses him her bra and starts wriggling her panties over her hips he changes his mind.

"No, take them off altogether now you made me do this," he retorts with authority in his voice. His voice sounds so commanding Jenny obeys him and gets the tiny clump of black lace covering down her legs. He grabs the tiny bundle and drags it over her ankles. He smiles gratefully. She is the epitome of sensual beauty lying before him now in nothing more than her sheer nylon stockings, garter belt and high heel shoes. 

He wants her to remain in her high heel shoes. There is something about scantily clad women and high heel shoes that go so well together. 

The doctor can't believe his luck he has got her to take off her bra and panties and he is ogling her magnificent elongated puffy nipples on such generous and firm breasts.Her pussy is smooth and bare; her clitoris and inner lips protruding slightly out from her crack and making her pussy look even more delicious.

"Ah, I see you have two rings in your clitoris. Is that from the man you said fucked you; I mean that you said was your first intercourse experience?"

"Yes doctor. The two rings give me twice as much sensation there. He talked me into it probably because it took twice as long to have me there with my legs wide apart but he was the expert not me and the piercing jobs are everything he said they would be compared to just one.

"Do you mind if I have a close look?"

She shrugs her shoulders. How can she tell a sex therapist not to look at a pussy?

He leans across with his face just a foot away from her most valuable asset, admiring her natural beauty in the total sense as though she were a child and totally innocent. "Do you mind if I touch those rings in the pussy? I am rather fascinated at how girls put these things in their clitoris like you have." She nods because she figures he will anyway. "I'd hate to have one sticking out of the head of my old fella," he says with a muted laugh.

He fiddles lightly with the piercing, one that goes through the shaft of her clitoral hood and is strategically positioned behind the sensitive nerve centre of the clitoris glans and the other at the entrance of her clitoris hood so that it rubs against her glans when it becomes erect from stimulation.

"Can you feel that? What I am doing?"

"Yes doctor, you are giving me a nice tingle but don't keep it up as I get wet very easily."

"You lubricate that quick?" 

"Yes doctor, I have always been easily aroused. Maybe it is because I started so young playing with my baby clit and making it bigger and fatter and trying things inside me pretending they were cocks."

"Hmm, yes, maybe that's why, anyway now where were we?

"Ah yes, as I am finding out things about how you think and act, I need you to give me one or two examples of things you did as a girl to go down this track of being a prick teaser. Where did it start?"

She screws her face up a bit and scratches her head. "Gee doctor, there have been so many I have to think for a minute..." 

"Well, apart from getting around daddy at home with nothing on."

"No," he interjects, "I mean examples outside your home."

"Well because daddy ignored how sexy I thought I was when I was growing up, back when I was around 10 and 11 I used to love wearing very short skirts for daddy and at times when I went to the shops I would take my panties off before leaving home and when I saw a man daddy's age somewhere on his own in the mall or somewhere I went out of my way to bend over where he could not help but notice I had nothing on under my skirt. I often did that sort of thing, and often riding the escalators in the shopping centres so men behind me could see up my skirt 

"I only had one funny experience when I did that and a man behind me actually put his hand under my mini and squeezed my bum. I got such a shock I wasn't game to look back and I scooted off in a hurry.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 09



"When I first started high school we had a really gorgeous sports master who put our class of girls through various gym routines, like on the beam and doing hand stands. He always had us doing hand stands to see who could stand upside down the longest and because he always stood holding us by the ankles while we were upside down one at a time, some of the girls one day decided to wear really sexy panties instead of the big bloomer cottontail ones that went with our short sports tunics. Two of the girls didn't wear any pants at all to give him a real buzz. We all watched him looking but he never said boo to us girls playing up like that. We got a real buzz too and I think there was some fingering going on at night when we all went to bed and thought about how we turned him on."

"And tell me Jenny, were you one of those not wearing panties?" 

"Oh no not at first. because I thought I would get marched off for punishment or even be expelled so I played safe by wearing a tiny nylon pair that were kids size and being too small on me they pulled into the crack of my pussy and bum but I could always say I was wearing pants. When he said nothing I knew he was happy with me"

"And you teased him real bad eh?" 

"Oh yes I am sure of it."

Dr Hans shakes his head. "You young teenage girls, is this common behaviour flirting like this? I mean, it is very provocative behaviour isn't it?" 

"Oh doctor, I could tell you all sorts of things we girls used to get up to flaunting ourselves. Flashing by opening our knees in certain situations and bending over in certain situations was just so easy to do when we wanted to be little prick teasers.Showing our nipples was so easy and fun but mainly for strangers just for kicks."

"So your prick teasing ways started as a young girl – in your preteen years and then you became bolder at high school and quite sophisticated at it when you started work? Is that a fair assessment?"

Jenny nods her head. "I think from a girl's point of view in our own way, secretly, we were having sex in our minds at least. That was like having sex to me before I ever got to high school. Apart from touching myself it was my only way to express myself and I got a kick out of knowing a man or a boy, but mostly men, were noticing me. It made me feel desirable to them. It sort of compensated for daddy not getting turned on by my new sexuality and close presence to be touched."

"So you admit you wanted him to touch you as a young girl but because he didn't you went out of your way year by year and with growing sophistication in your means and ways to tease men so they would want to touch you."

Jenny nods her head limply up and down a couple of times.

He raises his eyebrows. "And now you are 18 do you think you are getting worse, just as bad or less inclined to be a prick teaser?" As he speaks he moves across to Jenny and shifts her feet a bit further apart so they are now three feet apart. "There, you look a bit more comfortable now," he says and sits down to continue his notes with a much better view between her totally exposed upper shapely thighs and the jewel box in the centre sitting up so nicely for him to see clearly. She lets him have his moment but she wants to raise his temperature and pulse rate and also frustrate him for kicks. This is her specialty. 

"Oh I think I am much the same doctor but now I am an adult and with a good figure I can really turn it on. You should have seen my stepfather's face when I showed him my new micro bikini! He was horrified to think I would wear it anywhere and I showed him because I wanted him to see up close my bare pussy. I was basically forcing him to stare at it and that gave me a real trip."

"Hmmm, well when you come back for the second half of your appointment tomorrow I want you to put that on so I can visualise the way your behaviour can affect someone who has normal sexual responses. Will you do that?"

"I suppose so doctor. I mean, if it's part of my treatment."

"Okay Jenny, let's move on to a couple of other things. I am going to ask you your attitude to threesomes. Have you ever engaged in sex with two men at the one time?"Dr Hans has good reason to ask the question, as he always likes to double-check his forward planning.

"No doctor I haven't but I often wonder what it would be like. I think most women would find that kind of thing quite erotic. If I was lying on my back in a dress that was pulled up and a man was kissing me passionately for example, and his friend was fingering me or kissing my pussy at the same time now that would be down dirty exciting." 

His horn is killing him but he figures its time will come if he is careful. "And I imagine if two men made love to you at the same time and once was say, in his forties and one say not much older than you that would be more stimulating as you'd have the combination of young and old?"

"Well that sounds like a good fantasy doctor but I couldn't imagine how it could happen in my case, but if it ever did I hope they are both well hung."

He smiles, liking what he hears.

He puts his pants back on and suggests they should stop for a 10-minute break and have a cup of coffee so she can stretch her legs after lying on her back for 45 minutes.

"The doctor who runs this clinic has a small kitchen out through this other door as I believe she sometimes stays here overnight. We can continue the session questions as we brew the coffee anyway so we won't be wasting time. There is so much to explore about you and I do want to wrap this up tomorrow with an opinion on our situation that's accurate and based on real experiences rather than razzle dazzle talk."

"Makes sense to me," Jenny replies as she follows him through the door. "Yes come on through by all means," he says looking back. 

He puts on the light and she is amazed at what she sees in the room owned by Dr Felicity Feelgood, the practitioner she was intending to see first.

It is a huge room as the doctor has taken over two other adjoining leases and expanded her work area into a private section as well. That's why her signage went such a long distance along the corridor, she realises, and stops next to the masseur/therapist she visited only a few weeks ago about her injured knee.

"Oh wow, look at this," she exclaims. "My gawd, what are those contraptions there and there," she points as if he didn't know they were there.

"Oh dear Felicity, you little devil," he mutters out loud. "You know Jenny, I have never been in this room before as I don't go into her private area to make coffee as there is a bathroom and change room already adjoining the consulting rooms. I've never had to come in here so this is very interesting."

"Yes doctor, but what's that funning looking machine thing there."

"He laughs. "Oh good heavens she's got a fucking machine."

"A machine?" 

"Yes, a fucking machine"

"Yes I know you said that already but what kind of machine is it?

"It's a fucking machine!"

"Oh please Dr Hans you don't have to get nasty, I only asked what kind of machine and you keep using that language and don't answer me."

He throws his head back laughing. "Oh this is just beautiful. You know Jenny, you are so cute and I forgot you are just a teenager and probably don't know these things exist. It's a fucking machine like I said. I wasn't swearing. That's what they are called. It fucks."

"Who does it fuck? Her clients? Goodness and I was asking reception to book me in to see her. My God, look at the size of that dildo cock shaped thing at the end of the rod. It must be ten inches long. " Jenny walks over to it and squeezes it in her hand and tries to imagine someone being pummelled by it.

"It looks so real and even feels real," she quips. He jokes back, "Maybe Dr Felicity will let you try it when she gets back."

Jenny is now inquisitive about this new sex toy she didn't know existed. 

"Doctor, are they easy to operate or so you have to have a driver's licence," she says throwing her head back in a mocking gesture. "Nah, nothing to it, the woman just lies on that bench part and the dildo is lined up and set at the right distance and it's action stations once the power is switched on." Jenny wants to know why these huge sex toys exist.

"Well young lady it's really part of the twilight world of BDSM and the user's get their kicks tying the woman in those special restraints you see there, or even gagging her or blindfolding her while they watch the machine pummel her pussy."

"What, so Doctor Felicity Feelgood uses this contraption to simulate intercourse?"

"I guess so, but I rarely fill in for Felicity so I don't know much about her business but someone once told me she was bi and good on her if she is. For all I know she might use the machine on herself."

Jenny couldn't hide her sudden interest in the female sex therapist after hearing this,and he noticed her curiosity. 

"Gee, she sounds an interesting lady. How old is she doctor?" 

"Ooh I never ask a woman her age but I believe she is somewhere between 30 and 40 and damn good looking too."

Jenny thinks how interesting to find this out. In the back of her mind she already thinks she should come back and see the female doctor with an excuse to try the machine out. Sensing Dr Felicity likes to look she could make out she can't get a man to last long enough without blowing quickly and she needs a long sustained experience to get her own orgasm. She decides she will do it soon, and who knows what else may happen if she's bi?

Dr Hans hands Jenny her coffee and wishes he could get his hands all over her body as she stands there in nothing else but her high heel shoes, sheer stockings and garter belt. She looks more ravishing by the minute to the fill- in doctor who is secretly craving to fill her in. with his cock not just his opinions. He asks has she ever had a bi-sex experience and is surprised to get an affirmative answer from someone so young. 

"It was to please my boss. He arranged the whole thing. It was part of my deal when he made me his personal secretary and he gave me my own BMW car and other gifts that I play along with his fantasies and act them out. One was to spend the night with this rather attractive bi girl who was the niece of one of his golfing cronies.

"Did you ever regret what happened?" 

"No it was wonderful actually. It was a first for me but we hit it off so well I could do it all over again given the chance, but she's gone back to the country now. She really knew how to bring me on. Oh wow like."

He looks over his notes. "If you really think you are perhaps oversexed to put it in a mild context, I take it then you have possibly attended those raunchy male stripper parties – you know, the girls' only one where the male studs are really well hung and the booze runs freely and things happen before the night is over. You like going to those places?" 

"No, I've never been to anything like that. I didn't know they existed."

He smiles as if not to believe her. "Well Jenny, there is a surprise coming your way when you meet Paul tomorrow. He's Dr Feelgood's new understudy just graduating as a fully qualified sex therapist and he comes in here once a week with her to sit in and get the feel of the job so to speak as he will soon be fulltime. 

"He has been working nights as a male stripper and as a 23 year-old long hair blond guy with a hunk of a body and hung like a black man he is, I understand, the one the women rave over. He can tell you about these parties where the girls let loose and indulge their fantasies with the male strippers. I'm surprised you haven't gone to one already"

Jenny looks at him astounded. "Am I hearing you right doctor? A male stripper coming here tomorrow? Good heavens. When I am here? Why? I hope you don't think I want him to get it off for me."

Dr Hans must reassure her it is part of his training. "Jenny this is Dr Felicity Feelgood's rooms, not mine, but Paul comes in every Wednesday and no other patients complain when he sits in and interacts in the discussions and so on. After all, he will be working here fulltime within a month but his work as a male stripper or stud or whatever they get called is just to supplement his income meanwhile. Here, I'll write down the address of the website where they post this stuff and you can look out for him there if you want to, he's the only blond male stripper but I must warn you some of the women there get hold of him before the nights are over and er, things do happen."

"Oh I don't believe that at all doctor, and I don't want to check out that website; just running into the man tomorrow will be enough thank you. I am not happy about it at all." 

He notices however, she takes the website address from him and puts it in her purse.

The doctor is still trying to get into Jenny's psyche. On one hand he sees a broadminded young woman who, by her own admission, has consented to have sex with her physiotherapist, her boss and the man who did her pussy piercing, she worries she may be a nympho, she dresses very sexy and looks very sexy but she seems to object to some of the things he puts to her.

He wonders if she is just trying to be a prick teaser to him and he decides that is what she is up to. She will play hard to get because that's her nature, he figures by what he's been told. She likes to be in charge so how can he make that happen without compromising his rofessional position? He hopes tomorrow's visit by the spunky 23 year-old stud cum male stripper cum sex therapist cum for Jenny will be a turning point. She admits she is besotted with big cocks and young Paul's is a monumental edifice of a kind that that the women at the hens' parties queue up to get their hands on it. so Dr Hans hopes Jenny will turn up for the second and final visit.

"I want you to hear my voice now instead of looking at me," so I'll just adjust the way you are lying face down so you are comfortable" He puts the one pillow for her chest to rest on and the other pillow he squeezes under her hips so her naked backside is sitting up off the bench. He then moves her legs apart about a foot as he takes a seat at the end of the bench where her high heel shoes comes to rest under his nose. The view up her legs is nothing short of outrageously generous The way her vagina lips are slightly open makes her appear erotically ready to be taken from behind. That's what he'd dearly love to do and curses the fact he is seeing this in his role as a medical professional, not a casual somebody else who would not hesitate to fill that gap.

Jenny is quite certain she knows what he is up to but makes out she is unaware of his likely intentions. She gets excited knowing her natural beauty is giving him such an erection he could cum in his pants. She hopes he does. 

"Jenny, we are coming to the last 30 minutes of this consultation so for this part I want you to think hard about this thing called prick teasing, a trait in young women that's more prevalent against older men than younger men for some reason." His voice seems to drone on to Jenny who is getting a bit tired of lying there virtually naked except for the kind of underwear that hides nothing, but only enhances her sexuality. Nylons are often a man's best friends. 

"I gather you liked to tease men with your sexuality because you felt your adopted father basically did not seem to react to your flirtations as a girl when you were trying to impress him with your firm young body as you were developing towards womanhood. Is this right?"

"Yes doctor that is correct I'd say." 

"Okay Jenny then was it a case of you wanting to be wanted. You wanted to be noticed, you had to be noticed, you had an ego about how attractive you were and you went out of your way to bring your sex appeal to their attention. Right or wrong?" 

"Okay doc, right. But is that all that bad?" 

"No Jenny but it's most common in girls from seven to mid teens rather than at your age." 

"Well if that's the case I hope it's a healthy sign doctor because you are the one that asked me to flash my assets in front of you. I mean, I didn't ask to get undressed, you told me I had to."

"Ah yes Jenny, that's true but for different reasons. Now you are the one being examined for attitude at the moment, not me so let me ask you what affect does it have on you to know a man is looking at you in a sexy situation, like when the said the school's sports master was holding you by your ankles when you were learning handstands and you deliberately wore scanties pulled into your vagina?"

"Oh that's an easy one. It excites me in the mind first like it's a sort of mind control thing. I love twisting my boss around - not my little finger – but rather twisting him around my clit. Ha ha ha. Anyway, I get wet in the pussy real quick when I think I have got a man looking at me wishing he could have me."

"So then Jenny, you see your sexuality and good looks as a form of domination. You like to dominate the man by making him want you and you can call the shots. It is prick teasing isn't it?"

"Yes of course it is and I really enjoy doing it."

He suggests to Jenny that if she likes to take control in these scenarios then most likely her favourite position for intercourse is being on top of the man. "No, no no," she wails: "Look I love being on top especially with my daddy because I love to see his face because I know him, but if I don't know the person intimately that's doing it I prefer him to take me from behind. That way I don't see his face and I feel as though I am being forced into it and it has an element of added safe rough excitement, like a make believe rape you know, but no rough stuff involved. I know lots of girls who think the same.

"So underneath that prick teasing veneer you promote so well you admit you like the thrill of being taken as you put it?

"Sort of", she replies. "Sort of like a rape that not a rape. A kind of force a girl submits to as though she is powerless or helpless and just takes it." 

His eyes light up at the very thought she might like to be submissive after all and he is already thinking of ho he can get her into a three-way involvement with young Paul the stripper. He knows Felicity's king size bed is so handy but how does her get her into that room with a legitimate reason? Tomorrow can't come quick enough for him.

The longer he talks to Jenny and the way she talks back is giving him very real raunchy feelings about her. Under his breath he is saying 'My God, what a body, I wonder if she will talk if I step out of line. How can I camouflage my personal pursuit of her to look like it's genuine medical examination practice?"

"He leans forward and gives her a light slap on the cheeks of her bum saying not to go to sleep on him. He no sooner said the words than he realised he wished she could. 

"Jenny these older men you engaged in during those professional visits, the masseur nd the pussy piercer, did you egg them on, make them want to do something or did they make the first move? I need to know this for consulting reasons of course to get the full picture."

"Well doctor, as I said before those things sort of just happened but on both occasions there was a lot of massage or feeling around my pussy area that really turned me on. The physiotherapist had me undressed and was spreading my legs up and around and in all directions to test how my crook knee was going and I knew he was looking all the time between my legs and my pussy was wet from me knowing he was surely perving on me. The way he had my legs open so wide was making my vagina open and I could tell the dirty old man was taking advantage of me."

He listens intently for any clue that might help him get away with something maybe equally audacious yet not alarming her. "But you didn't get upset?"

"No because the old buzzard was so smooth with his talk and his hands, when he rubbed this hot oil on my thighs, especially inside me legs, made me melt. It wasn't just nice it was downright sexy and I was getting worked up and next thing while he was massaging inside the tops of my legs he kept skimming over my clitoris and that was the end of me."




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 10



PREVIOUS: Eighteen year-old vivacious Jenny visits a sex therapist for advice about her father's concerns over her penchant for prick teasing, exhibitionist dress style and to him, an exceptionally high libido. She's on her way for the second of two visits where the therapist will introduce her to the practice's new understudy Paul, a handsome young part-time male stripper for female only parties, and who has just become a legitimately qualified sex therapist and now joining the practice. 

*

Jenny dresses provocatively as instructed so the therapist can see first hand how she intends to present herself when she accompanies her boss on a three-day interstate business trip.

However, Jenny thinks 45 year-old Dr Hans wants to use the handsome young assistant as a decoy to camouflage his own ever- increasing desires for something more daring than a discussion. She intends to make it hard for him in case he thinks she's an easy touch, and if he's like that, she will do her best to make him squirm for trying to take advantage of her in a vulnerable situation.

Jenny approaches the waiting room at just on normal closing time, but at her allocated appointment time. Her dress is a one-piece skin hugging white belted full length thin lycra micro mini length outfit that leaves her olive complexion back bare right down to the top the crack in her buttocks. There it meets up with the two-inch high belt with loops and a vertical designed rectangle shaped buckle that allows it to be loosened so the wearer can slide it down her legs to get undressed and by lifting the top over her head where it comes around her neck The front is sensationally sexy. It has a very deep plunging cleavage drop that continues past her navel all the way to the belted micro skirt section sitting as low as it could possibly go on her body. 

Because it has no back and the front is designed in an open V shape to merely cover her breasts but nothing else, the side profiles of her figure are remarkably sexy, especially the way her 38-inch B cup size firm breasts push forward and so upright. Her broad light brown pigmented puffy areolas push up just over an inch high like observatory domes with her prominent nipples capping them with perfect points that extend a quarter of an inch on each breast. 

Wearing colour matching five-inch high platform shoes that strap around the ankle and across the toes she even has sexy suckable toes she keeps immaculate. Her jewellery consists of a deep plunging gold chain that falls level with her breasts, droplet earrings, slave chain around her ankle and of course, her coup de gras twin clit piercing.

She wears the bottom part of her micro bikini in place of panties as Dr Hans asked her to bring it along to see what all the fuss was about with her stepfather castigating her for intending to take it with her when accompanying her boss as his PA on a business trip interstate.

She enters the premises and rings the reception bell. Dr Hans emerges after a short wait. "Ah Jenny, thanks for being on time, we have a lot to get through in this final session. My,you look quite stunning young lady, are you going out with your boyfriend after this?"

"No, this is how I am dressing to go to the airport with my boss on Friday afternoon but I did bring along he micro bikini you wanted to see. It's under my dress actually. I suppose when I show it to you on me you will probably react the same way as my stepfather who thinks it is disgustingly brazen because it shows more than it covers. Ha, but at least I got him to eventually admit that it is actually very, very sexy."

"Yes of course young lady, I can imagine you could convince your father to think that if you were parading around in it and putting it up close to his face while he sat on the lounge. But I might have a different opinion when we come to that later. By the way, how did you get him to think differently about it?"

"Simple, Dr Hans, I just said if he was at the beach lying on the sand and a couple of young women wearing the same kind of micro bikini happened to be standing near him talking, and he saw as much of them as he saw of me would he turn the other way in disgust or keep looking. He said he would keep looking in disbelief, but still looking Dr Hans. Get it?" 

"Are you trying to say young lady that all men are the same in that regard?" 

"Yes they are and if I dress rather sexily I am giving men something they like to see." Dr Hans is already licking his lips as his eyes glide up and down taking in her stunning appearance for one so young, especially the way the design of her clothes accentuates her slim figure and perfect curves with lots of flesh on display.

"Well, come in and meet Paul, Dr Felicity Feelgood's new assistant, he will sit in on our consultation -- well it's sort of a dress rehearsal for him as he starts work at this practice on Monday when Felicity returns from her conference, and of course I'll be gone back on the stand-by circuit. 

Jenny is still not happy about another person sitting in on her private consultation knowing how personal his questions were the day before. They greet each other with cordial smiles, Jenny trying hard to not blush knowing how sexily she is dressed and more convinced they will both believe she is a nympho to turn up in such a stunning outfit. Jenny looks at the younger man --just like the receptionist said, tall and handsome with long blonde hair down to his shoulders. 

He looks more like the part-time girls only party stripper hunk she was told about rather than a sex therapist. She immediately tries to imagine what he's like underneath his clothes -- is he as good as the receptionist says? A girl always imagines a big cock is tucked away to be unfurled like on a flagpole.

He greets Jenny with a comfortable handshake She feels cornered two against one but is determined not to let Dr Hans get the best of her after the way he grilled her the previous day about the way the masseur and the body piercer got to her while undressed in those separate professional visits.

The younger man senses she is a bit nervous about him sitting in on her consultation so he tries to keep the mood relaxed. "I think you may not like me attending your consultation Jenny but believe me, two heads are better than one so let's just say you are getting twice the strength of opinion for half the price, but in saying that I understand you are here because your father had some concerns about your sexuality. Is that correct?"

"No it isn't quite right, I am here because I decided to make an appointment to see the female sex therapist but only because of stepfather was making me feel a bit guilty about how I dress. He never did tell me to come here but I am doing this to be a good daughter so I can tell him my behaviour is not a nympho in the making. Well, if that's the case after you inspect me, I mean interview me."

"I have to say Jenny that Dr Hans has given me a briefing on your situation but of course I am not as experienced as he is since he's twice my age and been a therapist for some 15 years. But I understand you said your reason for being what we men call a prick teaser is your way of exhibiting yourself because your stepfather didn't seem to take notice of you the way you wanted him to when you were growing up. Is that really the case?" 

"Yes and it goes right back to when I was just seven and eight and I used to hear him and mom making out in their bedroom when they thought I was tucked up asleep". 

"So you were sneaking on your parents having sex?" Did you do that often?"

"Yes lots and lots of times because each time I tried to find out more what my daddy was doing to make mom make those sounds. At first I thought he must have been hurting her until she shouted out one night keep doing it that way, it's so good. In my mind I needed to know what was so good because it kept my mom so happy.

"I didn't actually see anything as the room was in darkness and I had my head just around the edge of the doorway so I didn't get caught. I know I was being very naughty."

"Dr Hans tells me you think these experiences may be what led you to excite yourself into a more precocious kind of behaviour later in life, like now?" 

"Well Dr Paul, it may be that because I always sneaked back to my room and touched myself wondering what daddy was doing and if it was that good I wished he would do it to me. Of course now I look back at my age that was preposterous but when you are seven and eight you don't think like you do as an adult. 

"When I was at school some classmates had stories to tell when they were a bit younger like that but mostly young just want to look at a man's penis and feel it in their hand in some kind of fascination.

That's just girl's stuff. I didn't have much luck with my stepfather though; he always seemed to be one step ahead of me not letting me get out of hand.

Paul looks at Dr Hans and nods. "So in your mind and touching yourself your sexual desires started right back then?" 

"Yes sort of. Well, I didn't know it was illegal but my stepfather never tried anything with me back then, I only knew it sure made mom happy. When she died when I was nine I felt as though I had died. It took us a long while to get over it. but we got closer because mom was so special to us. When he was alone and didn't remarry I felt so much for him.

"For the next eight years my pussy throbbed for him and as much as I flaunted around him as flirty as a young girl can, he never responded. At such a young age I didn't realise he was protecting our relationship and me until I turned 18 but my thoughts about sex and wondering about it never stopped. I couldn't wait until I was 18 and that's when we did it."

"What? Just like that? How did you coerce your prim and proper guardian of all those years to suddenly come across?" Paul asks while Dr Hans smiles, already knowing the answer. "Oh doctor, it was so funny. It was only last Monday night, this week mind you, that he actually went down on me."

The young therapist looks at the older practitioner as if to say he hopes all his future patients can be like Jenny. :"But you still aren't telling me how you got him to do that," he continues.

"Okay then," she replies. "It was just after I paraded about in my micro bikini and daddy had just come out of the shower and was only in a bathrobe that I sprang it on him. I think after 30 minutes of seeing me the best part of my pussy through the way the bikini bottom part if designed I could tell he had an erection and thought it has to be now or never?"

"You asked him for sex?"

"No! No! Heavens now. It was subtler than that. I got him at a weak moment with his greatest weakness -- honey. He absolutely is crazy about honey so I told him to stay on the lounge and keep his bathrobe on until I showed him something else. I came out of the kitchen with nothing on at all, and before he could say anything or get up and leave the room I lay down on my back at his feet and poured honey over both of my nipples.

"I then begged him in my best schoolgirl voice to help me as if I spilt it on me accidentally by licking it up so it wouldn't be wasted. He got off the lounge so fast I couldn't believe it. He was finally sucking my breasts, something I wanted since I was 13. While he was doing that I poured it all over my pussy and cried out in my most playful innocent girl voice again for him to help me clean it up. My God, I was thinking, after ten or eleven years waiting for it, he was actually going down on me."

Dr Hans chuckles softly. "See I told you Paul, this young lady has a good imagination. But now Jenny here is a question I have for you. If, as you told me yesterday you were a prick teaser showing off as a young girl and as an older teenager to attract attention to your lovely figure all because of your stepfather's non compliance over your sex urges, I mean, now that he has come around why do you still feel the need to keep dressing so provocatively?"

Jenny shrugs her shoulders and gives a teasing smile back at both men. "I guess I got to enjoy being noticed and I really believe most men are secret pervs, they like to see as much as they can get away with. I get kicks out of knowing I can sort of control them -- my boss especially -- by using my natural assets more than my brain to cajole him around. That's how I got my BMW cabriolet, bonuses to buy a new wardrobe and my promotion to be his personal assistant. I didn't get all that because I was more clever at work than the other women. They hate me."

Paul asks Jenny if she treats sexual attraction as a form of domination. "Maybe, maybe I do but I do like to get my own way." Jenny intends to keep it that way if she can. "Okay." says Dr Hans, "let's make some progress here, if you like showing off as your persona implies, let's see how your micro bikini so startled your stepfather and we'll go from there."

Jenny stands up in front of the two therapists seated a few feet from each other and lifts her skirt up just above her tanned look tummy. The style of micro bikini she wears is a g-string design with a matchbox size triangle shaped part directly above the clitoris with a single thin strip of material descending down over the clitoris and digging into crack of her vagina. 

Ah, I see what your father means," says Dr Hans. "This little thing is supposed to cover your clit and pussy lips but in your case it's not a neat fit as many of these things end up like. I can see from your moving about since you put it on that the part supposed to cover your clitoris is has slipped to one side of the clitoris and your entire privacy is on public show."

Paul leans across for a better look and grins at Jenny. "Yes Jenny, it looks sensational on you and no wonder your stepfather got turned on for the honey pot trick after seeing you like this. These micro bikinis are fakes for covering up the essentials like your most erogenous sex organ and the entrance to your pussy. They are really for showing off the genitals where some form of material cover makes them legal or if you are on a yacht or some place private."

Jenny sighs and pulls her dress back into position. "Well I still intend taking it away with me when I go with my boss on Friday. I love to tease him. Anyway doctors, was it good, what you saw? she asks impishly."

The younger one of the two nods his head in total agreement. "Jenny I think you look great in that but I'd like to be in your boss's shoes when you take that away in his company. In fact, would you like us to give you your meter reader test now?"

"What do I have to do? I've never heard of a meter reader test on someone's sexiness if that's what it's about, why not just give me a 100% score now and save the trouble."

Paul laughs and his shoulder length blond hair swirls as he shakes his head. Jenny likes that. "No we can't give you a score without doing a full medical test on your erogenous zones. There are many more than you counted. For instance, did you know you could have a vaginal orgasm if I touched your X-spot?"

Jenny, so young, so much to learn looks surprised. "My X-spot? I've never heard of such a spot. I know I have a G-spot somewhere that is supposed to really turn me on but I don't think anyone's ever been there yet."

Dr Hans thinks this is a good time to make his move to get her undressed now that his young partner has her attention. Last time she put up a protracted refusal to take her clothes off so he's hoping for better luck this time. He moves up to her and in one click unfastens the big rectangle buckle that holds her wide belt in tight around her lycra one-piece mini length dress, allowing the belt to fall to the floor. He gathers her skirt from each side and starts lifting it up to get past her bare breasts and over her head but Jenny pulls back.

"Wait a minute Dr Hans, I'm not going to get undressed again for you both to stand there enjoying the view. If you want me to take all my clothes off for this test thing of yours I won't be in it unless you both take off your pants and undies. If you can look at my pussy, I can look at what you two have got. That's my prerogative."

Dr Hans and Paul didn't expect this but Paul has no hesitation being a male stripper makes it an easy objective. Dr Hans is flabbergasted and splutters his disbelief. "Young lady that's unheard of to ask working professionals to take their pants off just because we have to undress you for these tests. I mean, I've never heard of anything so preposterous."

Jenny sits on the chair. "Well I'm certainly not getting undressed to please you two men unless I see something in return. I want to see if you get an erection looking at me. I told you yesterday Dr Hans that I like to see the size of a man's penis. Why not?" And you Paul, especially you, the receptionist here said some good things about you after going to one of your girls only male stripper shows, Well, are we going to do as I ask?"

Paul says he has no problems but it's up to Dr Hans as the senior practitioner representing the clinic's chief sex therapist, Dr Felicity Feelgood who may be horrified to know this was happening in her absence.

"Jenny why can't you be a good girl and just do as I say, like get undressed so we can get on with assessing you. It requires you to be undressed as to test your responses on this erogenous reaction meter gauge. What this does is give readings on how your sounds leave different pitches in your emotional state to know what is a fake feel good response to a genuine erotic impulse It's quite amazing really but very accurate."

Jenny sits tight. "I am listening to you Dr Hans but if you want me to be relaxed about this whole thing, and I won't be the way you are going about it, I can't submit to you and your assistant having me nude playing around with my erogenous zones unless I am in the mood for that to happen in the first place. "

Paul says he thinks he knows what she needs to be more in the mood to strip her clothes off is to get sight of a stiff cock. It works every time in his part time fun job as a male stripper for girl's only parties. He starts taking off his pants and indicates to Dr Hans he should do the same.

"Hans, Jenny is the kind of girl that wants some excitement upfront before she does anything like getting totally undressed so let's on with the job and then we can do the physical assessments on her."

Jenny nods agreement and fixes her sights on the good looking, well built young man as he gets down to his underpants in a flash. She can see the large bulge already that tells her he packs something g pretty welcome inside his white briefs. She recalls what the receptionist said about the girls at the hen's party she attended almost lining up for a turn getting their mouths around his man meat so she expects something out of the ordinary.

The older Dr Hans is now thinking much the same and licks his lips discretely at the thought of this tight, taut and attrtactive 18 year-old teen submitting her Playboy centrefold type curvaceous body without anything on for their sexual examination.Before she arrived their plan was to legitimately do the right thing by her by addressing her original concerns but to come up with a plot in how best to arrive at their conclusions by somehow involving her in actual sex to see how she performs. They think that way is to play on her ability to tease sexually to stimulate her mind and when her imagination takes over she will be more likely to go further.

Paul knows and so does Dr Hans that invariably any chick that sucks a man's cock will want to feel it inside her pussy and he banks on Jenny, young and obviously sexy, almost certainly expecting to be fucked by the time her tests are done, but only if they can get her to the first stage and somehow making it appear as though intercourse is essential after the erogenous zone survey to fully establishing their results. 




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 10



Dr Hans suspects he will have more luck in watching the younger man do the trick than she would allow him. Her asking to see the young man's bonus size shaft is a promising start, but neither Dr Hans nor Paul could envisage that Jenny, not oblivious to their interest in her shapely body, has a plan to have some unusual fun of her own at the expense of their personal pride.

The 26 year-old therapist kicks free his underpants revealing a proud physique with muscular thighs, flat stomach and nicely squared shoulders, but her main focus was on senis. "My God, that's huge," she exclaims as soon as he shakes it loose from his clothing. "How big is it?" she didn't mean to ask, but did. "Exactly yen inches Jenny."

"It's more like something you see at the delicatessen," she says, both hands upright against each side of her face in a moment of outright delight and thinking of those huge slabs of sausage shaped man madeustvducts. "My God, no wonder the girls at the hen's parties go for that!" His member stands so hard it is vertical against his abdomen as Dr Hans finally gets out of his pants. His pride and joy is not quite as pretty as Paul's looks to Jenny, but at 45 years of age he hasn't lost his muscle tone and his body is in good shape. 

She checks out the size of his cock as they stand neareach other. Strangely though, even though the young man's is slightly longer and just as thick, Dr Hans does well to get Jenny's attention with an upright eight inches that's slightly thicker in girth. The sight of both men so well endowed is another hallmark of prick teaser Jenny's ability to get men to do what she wants and even when they think they are in command it usually because it suits her.

Dr Hans says Jenny must now take off her clothes. This is her moment and she intends to seize it."Dr Hans I said I would take off my clothes for you and I will shortly, but there is something I want you to do especially for me first and then I will follow all your instructions but not before you satisfy my curiosity. 

"And what's that, young lady?" he asks slightly nervous about what to expect. "You know as a sex therapist you must know that many women like to watch a man wank off until he cums and quite frankly, I'd like to see you and Paul do that for me right now."

He nearly faints. "Is this a stunt to embarrass me or something? First you insist I take off my pants before we check you out and now this. What's going on?"

"It's simple Dr Hans, you are putting everything so far to your benefit but nothing to my benefit if it is going to involve me in embarrassing positions or whatever. Anyway, like a lot of girls my age and who knows younger, one of the greatest things that excites me is to see that first, second and third or so burst of cum from a man's cock when he orgasms and especially when it lands on a girl's face or in her mouth."

Paul chips in as a particular expert. "Hans, she's right you know. I can vouch for the way girls grab my body at the parties I do with other male strippers and where the girls are fully dressed. They sidle up with cuddles and kisses and lots of them say in my ear "I want to see you cum" or if not that they whisper "do me tonight." It's quite extraordinary you know; these are the chicks from the suburbs not porn babes."

"Well I don't know about that Paul as I don't do strip shows for women like you do; maybe I'm a few years took late although it sounds fun, I'm only concerned with getting Jenny fixed up."

Jenny puts her hands under her skirt and to their surprise, wriggles out of her micro bikini bottom, reminding Dr Hans she now has nothing on under her dress. The older doctor sounds slightly sarcastic when he tells Jenny she might be a nympho after all. "Do you want it there as well I suppose," he says, pointing to the face.

Paul asks Jenny does she like to swallow or take a burst on the face. It is a personal direct question that even Dr Hans was hesitant to ask. "Oh, I like both. Mind you, I haven't had much sex in my young years yet but I don't mind the taste of it and I like to get it on my face. Someone said it's good for a girl's complexion with lots of rich nutrients in it so if you want to try that I won't mind."

"Me too, says the older therapist. "Of course. I'm waiting to see you both jerk off and see which one cums first and hardest with the biggest splurge. This will be fun," she giggles as only teenagers can. They sit Jenny on the lower of the two chairs so her face is more aligned to their hips. She wants the best view. Suddenly Jenny shouts, "Stop!"

"What's wrong Jenny," asks Paul, keen to make his mark on her pretty face. "I've decided to do this better for me I want to make it more exciting for me and for you so instead of you both pulling yourself off side by side it's better when a different hand does the job, you know, a different feel around your cock."

"That's okay Jenny," says Dr Hans thinking the obvious but not expecting her answer. "No," she directs as if she is a film director on the director's chair at a film set. "I want Dr Hans to jerk off Paul and Paul to jerk off Dr Hans."

"You what?!" cries the older man almost in disbelief. "Dr Hans, I know your hands will be all over me soon so don't make me change my pretty mind and to let you splash your load on my face, please let Paul do you first. Seniors first," she ends with a girlish laugh. Dr Hans has dreamt of this opportunity since he first set eyes on Jenny but certainly not under these weird circumstances. He has no choice if he wants to manipulate her after this is all done.

"We're not gay I'll have you know," he protests. The two men gawk at each other and Paul; the more sexually adventurous of the two, kneels side on to his compatriot and drags Jenny right up close in the chair, and then to her delight, wraps his hand around the penis, now at half erection after the fuss.

"Watch me Dr Hans, watch me, "Jenny says as she moves her feet outwards and lets him see her hand slipping under her dress and moving the hemline up to the top of her thighs so he sees her pussy as she strokes it to enjoy the moment all the more. Paul puts a dash of baby oil on his palm and fingers but not too much. He stands up to whisper in the older man's ear, "this will feel like it's sliding into her cunt. Just keep thinking of that and you won't have to wait long to get her in the face." 

While he is whispering that she couldn't hear in Dr Hans' ear, Jenny is already thinking ahead. From the moment she decided to dress so provocatively it was always in her thoughts that to do so will push these two men to the limit and like others before them, they will want to do something outside their professional sphere and she can enjoy playing her game of being innocent. She gets her greatest kicks by resisting, then allowing, then resisting again and as often as need be so it looks as though she is giving in against her will. She knows that excites a man more and her, too.

Paul spreads the baby oil in a thin solution on the palm of his right hand and fingers so it's just wet enough to grip firmly while allowing his hand to slide up and down the eight-inch shaft with perfect friction so heat builds up and the intensity of his movements will make his associate unable to hold back long. But he also must not rush it too fast as he wants his work to build up a boiling point desire to for Dr Hans to ejaculate powerfully. 

Dr Hans fixes his eyes on Jenny's young hairless pussy as she teases him by moving her outer labia lips to the side and making her pierced clitoris stand out. As she slowly swirls her three fingers in a circular manner over her clit, bringing it quickly to erect state protruding from its sheath, the doctor is already starting to breath twice as fast and Jenny knows that sound means he is not far off. Her vagina lips are slightly parted as if to welcome him home but the dear doctor hasn't been at home in her pussy. He can only hope he gets the chance as this is the last day of his tenure at the clinic.

Paul knows his business. The young man started off slowly in a snails pace speed so Jenny could enjoy watching the cock get rock hard and to accentuate the senior practitioner's generous penis size, he occasionally brings his grip right to the very base of the shaft and presses down hard to make the thick rod jerk upwards like a missile mounted ready to fire. He uses his hand well, sliding the full length of the penis tip to base in a gradually increasing momentum as Jenny stares, not game to take her eyes off it in case ejaculation is close and she misses seeing him cum.

Paul looks at his wristwatch. It's just on five minutes since he started rubbing away and that's long enough so he closes his fingers around the head of the thick organ and commences his final run, certain Dr Hans will explode within a minute. He rubs the head in short, increasingly fast movements until his hand is a blur to Jenny who sees the tip of the penis is reddish colour, engorged with blood and set for orgasm. "Lean forward Jenny, lean closer," Paul shouts. "Quick open up, open up." She opens her mouth wide precisely as Dr Hans comes with a loud groan and lands his first burst on the middle of her tongue, the second on the corner of her mouth and across her bottom teeth, a third and final splat gets her across her nose and across her left cheek. 

"Quick suck it dry," shouts Paul. Jenny has already swallowed the first wad that landed in her mouth as it was sliding down her throat by its projectile momentum but left enough on her tongue to get the taste. Jenny is a real sucker for a big cock and sucks the remaining juice out of him, licking all around the head and top end of his shaft as he groans loudly from the ecstasy of her lips wrapped around the ultra sensitive tip of his penis so soon after ejaculating. She leaves his shaft bone dry and looks up at him, licking the last remnant of cum from her lips.

"Jenny, that's incredible, oh my God just watching you take that in your open mouth was something I'll never forget," he says in half breaths, his pulse still racing.

"Did you enjoy looking at my pussy and wishing you could have me?" she purrs teasingly. "Did I make you come the best ever?"

"Jenny I know why they call you a prick teaser, you sure as hell know how to tease me and I'm your doctor. Well, for the last two days anyhow. That was my best shot for ages, maybe ever since I went past 40.

"See Dr Hans, my sexy body is good for your health and you returned the favour by letting me wipe your pure cum over my skin. It will help me stay younger."

"Now Dr Hans you must be as kind to Paul as he was to you. I can't wait for this.He goes to put his hand on the young man's tool to do as Jenny wants but she calls for him to stop. 

"No wait, I will do it myself. I can't bear to see a man wanking another and I only made Paul do that to you to see if you could cum just the same. I will do Paul myself with my mouth as I want to get a feel of what it must be like for those suburban chicks that go down on him at those girls' only rock-disco parties. He's got me interested. But let me have a five-minute break as I've still got the taste of the first one on the back of my tongue.

To Dr Hans relief Jenny sits down and starts asking his younger partner about these girls' only parties he works at as a stripper. He sits beside her and she has her hand cupping his balls, his one-eyed python staring up at her. "Tell me Paul, these parties you say the girls go off at while dressed up like angels, what are they drinking to get so randy? Judging by what the receptionist here said about you in action, at those parties. I mean, what sort of drinks are they into to get so randy? Are they spiked? 

"Hell no, the drinks are straight long island ice teas and others are mango-vodka smoothies and other variations like that and it's all free to encourage them to let their hair down and they sure do."

"Well, what do they say to you? Surely they don't just walk up and ask for it?"

"Pretty much they do but that comes later when he music, the drinks and other girls dancing to the beat all create a great tribal atmosphere." 

"Sound like fun," she says looking down at his erection and lightly stroking it.

"Chicks can be down and dirty and do things they normally wouldn't when they see others getting into it. For some of the young ones like your age, it may be their first chance to feel a man inside them and they know it's safe while they are in a playful mood. Most of them are 18 to 30. 

"I remember one girl recently just had her 18th birthday a week earlier and her older girlfriends brought her along to be initiated into the orgy atmosphere as one told me she was still virgin. She was wearing her new denim jeans and matching red panties and bra and a black halter type top showing bare midriff. Her friends were egging her to grab my cock and feel how big it is. She finally came over looking all shy and innocent, and remember, this is a young one fully dressed out on her first such party.

"She shouted in my ear over the loud music that her friends are taking her out for a birthday celebration and she must get down on her knees and please one of the guys before she goes home. She looked a bit nervous. They were setting her up for some fun because once she felt the size of it and run her hands up and down several times she shouted out to me, 'Can it? Can I?' and I shouted back her ear that's my cock was made just for her. 

"She bent over and started sucking and was so engrossed in this new experience one of her friends came up behind her and unbuckled her belt and gradually pulled her jeans down like to the beat of the music thumping away. I could see what they were up to but this young chick got too turned on by having it in her mouth she didn't seem to either know or care they got her jeans and red panties gradually pulled down to her ankles.

"This girl was bent right over, her back was flat and another of her friends came over from behind her as well and pulled her top up to her shoulders so they could unclip her bra Next thing it was on the floor and I'll be damned, they lifted her feet up one at a time to get her jeans and panties free so by the time she stood up again all she had on was her short sleeveless black top pushed above her breasts. 

"I shouted in her ear, "Do you want it now? Pussy? She looked wide-eyed and bushy tailed and just nodded yes. 

"I got her to put her hands on the corner of the catwalk where the star stripper does his show earlier in the night, and did her doggy style and if that wasn't enough I asked her does she want to try another position so she sat on me going for her life while her friends were all cheering and clapping. Like I said, these chicks really go out for a good time."

"That's incredible," says Jenny, as if she were wishing she were there herself. "I didn't know these things happened." So what do other girls on the night say if they want to have some fun with a guy? Jenny is looking for hints.

"Mostly things like 'I'm next, I want you,, Cum on me tonight, Fuck me I'm waiting, Let me make you cum.' Those sorts of things and some girls will watch others doing it to pluck up the courage before making a move. A lot of them pay their admission never intending to do anything but dancing to the hot music but before the night is over, the drink relaxes their inhibitions and they see the big dicks on offer they want to get into the action and they don't care who's looking."

Jenny sits there open mouthed and licks her lips subconsciously. "Do the guys actually go after the chicks though?" 

"I thought you'd ask that. "We roam about through the throng of dancers looking for the ones who are a bit shy to go after it. Mostly they are around the sides of the hall sipping on drinks just watching the dancers or some chick getting nasty with a guy. We just come up to them and put our arm around them and shout something nice about how they look but because we are busy we don't waste time, we soon move out hands over their breasts and if they don't pull back we know they want more so we then go under their tops to feel them. 

"About 80 per cent of the chicks don't wear bras but those that do are happy to have us slide them over their boobies to let us suck on a nipple. We very rarely get a polite knock-back as they are always smiling and laughing because it's all in good fun. 

"If we get that far we try to get them to kneel down to feel our hard cosks and I guarantee you, the main reason the girls go to these shows is to see big cocks and get the chance to fondle or suck them. Don't think for one-minute size doesn't count, these girls go crazy over the sight of something nine or ten inches. Maybe their boyfriends have smaller ones or maybe they don't have a boyfriend, but who cares?"

"Paul you said one girl got entirely undressed, the young one who was stripped off by her friends on her 18th birthday night out. How many girls end up that way?"

"Good question Jenny; it varies. But usually we can be sure at least several will go that far. Mind you some are exhibitionists and want to attract the bi chicks and there are lots of them going for that reason. Never a night without various chicks going right down on other girls but the number of them who get into kissing and fondling breasts is amazing." 

"Paul, I've never been to one of these parties and now I'm just turned 18 how do I get a ticket and where do I go? I'd like to disco dance and it could be fun watching some of the girls let their hair down. Mind you, I wouldn't be letting another girl touch me or me to them but I can look."

"Let's get tonight over first Jenny, we have to put you through some tests and see how you handle it but come to reception on Monday morning and I'll have a ticket in an envelope for you in your name with all the details and times for the following Saturday night. Anyway Alison our receptionist is about your age and she is going again so you two might team up. She only watches the action but doesn't take part. I wish she would as she'd be a good, er, you know what I mean. Maybe you can egg her on as you seem more adventurous and her old man is a big wheel in her church so there's a challenge for you.

"Ooh, I like the sound of that Is she that innocent? She told me you have a great body so she must have been taking notice"

"Oh that's our Alison. Our spunky little receptionist who acts real innocent but probably has a vibrator hidden under her pillow. Why don't you try to convince her she can mix business with pleasure with her boss's new assistant?"

"Yes I will. I really will, as it will be fun to see what happens. I'll tell her I'm going and tell her to wear something daring just for the heck of it even if she only wants to watch and dance. Now I've been a patient here I think I can get her confidence and get her out of her shell. I'll try to get her away over coffee on Tuesday. I will have to pick my admission ticket at reception on Tuesday, not Monday as my boss and I will be travelling back from interstate on Monday."

Paul likes what he hears. Dr Hans is jealous as he is moving on after tomorrow but he will take the video record of Jenny's foreplay and intercourse positions with him and file a report for Paul. 

"What should I wear next Saturday night? I don't want to look out of place."

"Whatever you like. Some wear jeans and end up with them around their ankles, but mostly skirts and nearly all of them don't wear anything under their tops. A few don't even wear panties but they are the ones who go intending to have sex. Loose fitting tops is the go as we can get them over the girl's heads easy or shirts and tops that either zip right open or unbutton easily.

"Some of them go along really classy looking with fashion type gear and jewellery."




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 10



Jenny is getting quite randy hearing all this. Her libido is made for such extravaganzas and she's never been part of such a show. She's even more determined to attend Paul's party next Saturday. Dr Hans is getting anxious. "Come on Paul, do it so we can work on Jenny's problem. I will enjoy watching this before you start Jenny, tell Paul where you'd like him to cum, on your face, mouth or breasts?"

"All three if he can spread it around," she says with a teenage giggle, "but mainly in the mouth. I like to taste it and know that I have a man's cum in me but I don't have to douche myself afterwards."

Dr Hans surprises her with some handy information about a man's ejaculate. "Tests on women who take it in the vagina or swallow shows they are more likely to be more calm than women who don't when it comes to handling anxiety. Lab tests reveal there are elements in a man's sperm which produce a calming effect on her emotions.

"Maybe women know that without knowing it because they seem to automatically want it in their mouth more than not. Look, you are a good example. You want to take it you say for the taste or so you feel good knowing he has come inside you. But you must know it is good for you or you may think differently if it were bad for you."

"No worries Jenny, you work on me real good and I'll give you a score out of 10 compared to the best three girls whose done it to me at party time. Don't worry, I'll give you a sign when it's close so you have a choice, put your tongue out up close so you get it in the face and mouth when I wank off the last 10 seconds after you bring me to the edge or like some of the classy girls do, suck me right off by jerking me fast while sucking tight at the same time. Just make sure you don't stop when I ejaculate. I need you to keep sucking in that beautiful afterglow time. The experienced ones often give their best then after they've taken a load in the mouth.

Jenny takes all her clothes off like she promised she would if she could have this bit of fun before they for their tests on her. She stands up momentarily and Paul gives a low wolf whistle. "Sorry Jenny, I didn't mean to be chauvinistic but my God, what a figure you have there. I am going to enjoy helping Dr Hans.

She kneels in front of him, Dr Hans at her side in a chair without briefs but in a watching brief. He has missed out on her sucking his sizeable dong but watching her take it from Paul's 10-inch cannon is a good consolation. Jenny thinks she will get him off within five or 10 minutes as she's heard that young men don't have good ejaculation discipline. They enjoy it too much too soon and it's all over. 

Two things she forgot: Paul is a trained sex therapist with expert knowledge of the reproductive systems and how a man can restrain early ejaculation. At his last stint there were two girls kneeling in front of him taking turns and he had to deliver to them both, their tongues out like baby birds in a nest crying out for something to swallow. He needs to working as a nude stripper on Saturday nights where at least 10 girls on any night will go down on him with the sold aim of making him cum.

Jenny also wants to enjoy this young man, so masculine, firm and fresh. His rod is majestic, thick and for her, mmm delicious. She will start off slowly to tease him and then he will want her all the more so she licks the head underneath, across the top and around the sides like a young girl trying to stop her ice cream cone melting on to her hand. Her tongue darts and wiggles about and then drags up the long sharft in deliberately slow strokes. Then she puts her full Latina lips around the glans and seems to be chewing on it with her lips. Dr Hans wonders if she's got bumble gum in her mouth. 

Jenny cups her left hand under his scrotum and fondles it gently, her warm hands feel hot and her right hand grips the base of his penis moving up and down in unison to the speed of her mouth gorging on it. And she is certainly gorging on it with sucking noises to heighten the older doctor's blood pressure. Why couldn't this be me, he is asking himself. 

Dr Hans is sitting side on the Jenny enjoying the sight of hermagnificent breasts from close up as his eyes alternate from her shapely mammaries to her mouth enclosed around his younger partner's weapon. She maintains the same rhythm for some time and then takes her mouth out to see the exciting sight of how her saliva has his lovely glans head shiny wet.

She has been sucking him for 20 minutes. Suddenly she gets her hand around it just partly over the head and rubs it frantically with the apparent speed of a skyscraper's elevator plummeting to the basement without any restraint. She keeps this up for about two minutes, then quickly gobbles him again with her warm lips and to Dr Hans amazement, she gets up and bends over him and takes his entire 10 inches down her throat until her mouth is pressed against his lower abdomen. She holds it there as Dr Hans leans over staring that one so young and relatively inexperienced could do this so well first time. 

But Jenny is not just slowly drawing her mouth up, up and away, she is squeezing his shaft tightly as she can with her lips and with fast sucking motions all the way back up his shaft. As her mouth pulls clear she drops to her knees and shouts, " I got some, I can taste it, give me the lot" as she tilts her head, tongue extended, to take his protein rich cum. 

First, just a small tinge of white appears at the tip of his reddened penis head, making her edge a bit closer, tongue wagging eagerly, knowing any second now. When Paul lets go, his first blast is so strong it goes right past her open mouth and lands in a perfect line from midway up her nose to the middle of her forehead. He keeps jerking and the second of what will be eight individual jizz shots of decreasing speed and distance splatters over her cheeks. 

He moves his cock to her mouth so the tip is resting on the edge of her impatient and wriggling tongue. She has laid out the pink carpet for him that tells him his sperm is welcome. Cum in. Another jet stream flashes just as Jenny looks up at him and it lands under her tongue which quickly retracts and swirls it around in her mouth, opening up for more with strands of the cum linking her top and bottom teeth like thin white string. Before she can stick her tongue out again he has landed the next spasm between her top lip and nose. 

Her tongue is out again for more, but the long stream that jettisoned to her face has become a series of shorter splats that are easier to direct right on to her tongue. It sits there in mounting heaps as he keeps rubbing the shaft to complete the orgasmic sensation. Jenny's tongue is like a carpet of thick white snow and smaller splashes of his cum are trickling into the corners of her mouth making the skin and lips wet and shiny looking.

Dr Hans delights in watching her lips and throat to see if she would swallow the lot, and grins when he sees her subtle swallowing action including the way she licks her top and bottom lip for any remaining goo. Some is still on her nose and forehead and it stays there until it slowly dissipates. She seems to be scouring around her mouth with her tongue and smiles up at Paul as if to say thank you, but how did I go?

Then she dives back on his cock while it is still close to full erection and sucks eagerly on the head until she can't taste anymore cum. Then she runs her tongue around the shaft to clean up any sticky stuff left behind, ignoring what's still dripping off her chin. 

Paul is impressed. "Jenny I give you a nine out of ten and that's close to perfect because I tried to last longer as it was damn good but the way you worked me up was something else." Dr Hans is feeling very horny after watching this beautiful young Latina strut her stuff naked in front of him as her way of getting in the mood for what is to follow -- her "tests." On Dr Hans little device that measures genuine emotional responses from fake ones during foreplay and sex. He says he wants to see if Jenny is just a good actor for her man when she's in a sexual situation or does the event control her control. He knows hat many women fake pleasure when being stimulated or having orgasms rather than disappoint their lover.

"Jenny we need to use Dr Felicity's private room for this session as it requires use of her bed so you can stretch out and relax properly. Don't forget, this is a medical check but you need to be quite comnfortable" he says with a new command in his voice. 

What are you going to do in these tests?" she asks. "Am I supposed to have sex with you both?" Dr Hans laughs heartily then looks serious. "Let me put it this way Jenny, the first part if to go over all your erogenous zones for mood meter readings. Paul will do all the outside ones and I will do the inside ones as I have more experience knowing the hot touch spots inside the vagina

"Now your G-spot is one area you probably know about as providing fantastic vaginal orgasms but do you know you can have a strong cervix orgasm too?"

"No, I didn't know that," she says looking a bit surprised. "Well, it can happen if someone like me knows where to touch and how.. By the time Paul and I complete the stimulation zones inside out it's possible you could achieve some six or seven orgasms."

"Really? That many? How can I do that?"

Jenny, just come and lie down on your back and we'll soon find out. Now after this sessions is done we will finish the entire work program by taking you through six of the most popular intercourse positions to find out by the level of your responses that we record which ones turn you on the most."

"Who is going to do all that, six different positions?" she asks.

"We will get to that later but most likely we will do three each Do you require us to use condoms?"

"No I'm safe in that regard. Just as well as I want that hot flesh, not plastic in me."

"So let's get started by you lying down face up, legs parted; that's the way, nice and wide as we need access to your inner thighs. Now I want you to just relax, close your eyes and enjoy the sensation of Paul moving about your erogenous zones to start off. Now it's important, as you lie there nice and relaxed, you respond naturally to what you feel. 

"You can pretend Paul is your lover or even your daddy as you said he turns you on. The main thing is to let yourself relax and don't be surprised if you have multiple orgasms throughout this 30-minute foreplay session.

Jenny shuts her eyes in a state of high sexual tension already. She knows she is in a private room with two men regardless of who they are or how the ended up there, she is undressed and they intend to sexually stimulate her. Big cocks turn her on. Both of them are very well endowed. One man is young, one is much older. Both are quite handsome and clean. She is beautiful and picture perfect in shape and size. Her skin radiates, her puffy nipples are already erect from excitement of what is to come after the thrill of having these two men cum in her face. 

It's the first time she's been with two men and never thought a simple visit to a sex therapist could lead her to explore her own boundaries of pleasure in such an erotic way as this. The very thought of finding out more about her erogenous zones that she didn't know lifts her libido even higher and what's this about getting a cervix orgasm? she wonders and waits eyes shut, relaxing as told.

Dr Hans speaks in her ear. "Jenny, you pretty young thing, I mean, our pretty young patient, we are ready to start, I am now switching on the sound recorder now and simultaneously digitally recording your physical responses on my medical video. Just lie there quietly while Paul starts at the top of your head."

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To be continued: In Chapter 11 Jenny has never had it so good between the two medical experts where it's two on one; then she's off for a three-day business trip with her randy boss Raymond and looks forward to returning in time to attend the girls only male stripper dance disco party with Dr Felicity's teenage receptionist Alison. What a life!



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 11



Voluptuous 18 year-old Jenny lays totally undressed on her stomach, legs outstretched so the sex therapists Dr Hans , 45, and his part-time girls' only part-time male stripper assistant, 26 year-old Paul can assess her responses to erogenous zone stimulation. She is allowing them to check her libido only to please her stepfather who is concerned that her very exhibitionist nature and strong sex drive may require counselling to avoid her becoming a nymphomaniac.

But for Dr Hans and his young assistant, it is also an opportunity to legitimately manipulate Jenny so they may enjoy going more intimately into the examination than necessary. Until now no female ever presented herself to them with a goddess-like figure, a veritable Playboy centrefold looking body with 38-inch firm breasts leading down to a perfect hour glass shape, a tight hairless pussy and shapely legs. Indeed, a delectable 18 year-old presentation package they could only dream about walking in for an up close and personal check-up.

And to their advantage she arrives just on closing time so their examination continues into the early evening, just the three of them alone in the clinic. It is the final stage of her second visit before they give their assessment, but there's every chance they may go one extra step past stop.

Dr Hans has his so-called mood meter device switched on to record every sound Jenny makes while being stimulated in all her many erogenous zones, head to tail. It's an exercise that will last for 30 minutes. The very thought of what's happening has the girl in two minds. Firstly, her natural exhibitionist nature as a sexy looking 'prick teaser' makes this an opportunity to turn the two men on while disguised as a simple visit to the sex therapists knowing how sexy she looks as such a young and attractive shapely patient, but secondly she likes to call the shots and right now she can't.

She must lie still and allow her natural erogenous zones response to be sound recorded, but even naive as she is at times she can't see how this can possibly determine whether she is supposed to be over sexed and needing further treatment. She suspects it is just a con suggested by the older doctor for some recreational gratification on his last day at the clinic.

And the younger man Paul, being a part-time male stripper for women only disco parties, revels in the opportunity as he is closer to her age, eight years older. He begins from the top of her head, caressing her scalp tenderly and around her neck, leaning over to nibble her ear lobes and lick inside her ears and caress just behind her ears while the older therapist works from her feet upwards to get her into a totally relaxed state of mind for the more sensual touches ahead.

After gently massaging the soles of her feet, Dr Hans works his tongue up the inside of Jenny's leg and spends time slowly caressing the usually sensitive skin behind her knees. Jenny utters a soft but continual mmmmmmm sound as she feels his hands slowly drawing circles there, making her lift her head and mutter "I like that; that's so good." while Paul works around her shoulders with caressing and gentle squeezes to relieve any tension there. The only tension however is felt in Jenny's loins and it' s sexual tension slowly but surely building as her whole body relaxes as though she is floating on a carpet yet feeling somewhat carefree in their hands.

Paul moves to cover her entire back to her hips with gratifying finesse while. Dr Hans uses both palms of his hands to caress up the insides and back of her shapely legs, one at a time. They are rewarded with a string of soft "Ahhh, Ahhh sounds as she buries her head between her elbows and laps up the attention. 

As their body stroking continues she succumbs to the pleasure of four hands and two tongues moving over her nakedness. The elder doctor finishes tickling around the back of her knees and starts dragging his tongue from inside the top of her thigh all the way down to her ankles. "Is this making you feel more relaxed and how does it feel?" he whispers in her ear.

She lifts her head and looks over her shoulder."Unreal, it's unreal. Keep going, I like it. Mmmmmmm, it makes me feel so good." 

"That's fine Jenny because we are preparing you for some powerful orgasms to ascertain your emotional state when highly aroused.. If we can make that happen just standing here it will make it easier for you to have more orgasms during the next stage." She is so calm on top but excited below that his 'next stage' remark goes over her head.

Her mooning sounds soon turn to distinctive and louder "ooohs" as both men stand behind her and use their four hands to gently massage her cheeks, squeezing them and pressing their four thumbs close to the edge of her clearly visible vagina, hands spread wide and squeezing outwards together to pull her pussy lips wide apart and hold them apart as they wiggle her booty about teasingly.

"What are you doing to me? I'm getting......oh! Do that again, it feels soooo goood." By now she feels quite sexy from all this rearward attention, especially when they take turns slipping their thumbs into her anus and stirring her until she moans a soft "Oh yeees" several times. Dr Hans turns Jenny on her side and lifts one leg over his shoulder as Paul massages her breasts while he runs his hands down the insides of her thighs from the front position but stops just short of touching her pussy. She presents a glorious site in this position, watching Paul tweak her nipples so they stand out like little horns. 

Paul splashes baby oil around her breasts and across her stomach right to the top of her pussy and gently massages it into her skin until it is just shiny damp while Dr Hans reciprocates by rubbing the oil around her robust cheeks and between her legs from the back, but just stopping at the edge of her vagina now dripping inside from anticipation.

Her beautiful satin smooth body glistens from the oil, her full lips pouting as if she is kissing thin air while she revels in the pleasure they are giving her from all angles. Both men then lift her upside down so her elbows are on Dr Felicity's bed, her forehead resting on the sheets as they push her legs apart and Dr Hans takes first turn at licking her pussy from this position. Jenny moans louder and more urgently as he buries his head right between her thighs and laps into her lubricating secretions. They lift her higher so she is almost standing on her head so he can get his tongue around the full length of her clitoris and suck it up and dance his tongue around it in his mouth. 

The teenager is at their mercy so completely relaxed from the full body arousal and Paul takes his turn on her clitoris, sucking it adventurously up into his mouth, stretching the whole clitoral hood up as far as he can and holding it between his teeth. He does this over and over and then massages her erect clit with his fingers bringing her close to orgasm.

They lay her on her back and her head moves from side to side, emitting continual moans, every single one of them on Dr Hans "mood meter" recorder. Her fingers instinctively go to her clit, their work bringing her into the right mood to get her nasty. This is what they are all about, preparing her so she will cum more easily, more often and more powerfully in full bodied sex.

They watch and caress the insides of her upper thighs and lower abdomen as her rhythmic fingers on her clit soon make her cum with a loud cry that makes both men look at each other and wink.Dr Hans and his assistant see the serenity in her face, flushed with excitement and satisfaction, a look of total peace.

He allows her to enjoy the afterglow of her first orgasm but intends to give her multiple orgasms by inserting his fingers into her vagina while she is so hot. He delves in with three fingers, the back of his hand resting against her body and probes for the spongy erective tissues just a few inches inside on the roof of her vagina and just under the clitoris. 

He no sooner hits the spot when Jenny lets out a loud cry than turns into a lingering but loud moaning session so he continues to keep pressing gently on the spot to stimulate her g-spot more and more as his patient squirms on the bed. Jenny is literally beside herself, Dr Hans in particular enjoying the action. He is so happy Jenny's father needs to know if his daughter is a normal healthy teenager with a high libido or bordering on nymphomania and a fixation on dressing provocatively to tease men.

Paul, the lesser experienced of the two doctors, is greatly impressed but Dr Hans is only starting. His fingers inside her move with the precision of a skilled surgeon in micro surgery. He knows his way around. It is just a minute before she cums again. The first sign is her short sharp breathing and as she turns her head from side to side, feeling it coming. Leaning into her upper arm she clenches her teeth into the smooth and lightly oiled skin, leaving teeth marks by the intensity of the rising climax. Then, with a wonderful sound that only a woman can make when she is at the peak of sexual release, she arches her head right back, so her neck is pointing to the ceiling, eyes shut tight and mouth wide open while waves of pleasure run through the thousands of nerve endings in her sexual regions.

The afterglow is always beautiful and both men bask in it with her as she gradually descends from the peak of the highest mountain to the valley of serenity and calm, a loving look in her eyes at both men like a baby in the arms of its mother.

"How do you feel Jenny?" he asks to break the sudden silence. 

"Oh my God, That was so nice. So nice. It was so beautiful. I've never cum like that before." He smiles at her like a bedside doctor of days gone by. 

"Perhaps that's because no one has ever taken more time to get you in the right mood to completely give yourself to them in utter surrender. There is a difference you know, young lady, in being lubricated for sex in the vagina but unless the mind works in unison the best orgasm goes missing. And that requires you to be totally relaxed and ready to trust the giver to take control of your body so you have no control over yourself."

Paul strokes the side of her face. "You are hearing this from the professor of sex, Jenny, did you notice the difference?"

"Oh yes, it was fantastic, thank you so much."

Dr Hans chuckles. "Well, we're are not finished yet Jenny, we've got two more things to do before we make out your report card. Now be a good girl and let the professor go back to work on you, and then my macho young assistant here can do the final stage."

She shuts her eyes wondering what else they could possibly do to be better than her last orgasm. She quickly feels the older man's fingers entering her vagina again. More of the same? she wonders. Dr Hans estimates she will cum again with just a few minutes if he gets it right, only the next one will be the most riveting she's ever experienced.

His fingers delve expertly into her saturated pussy and glide to her cervix. He knows that some women have their most explicit orgasms by stimulating the cervix carefully with pressure against it. He also knows some women cannot stand it. Some faint from sheer ecstasy, while some recoil from discomfort. He is unsure about Jenny so continues to explore and once his fingers are in the best position he applies his skilled knowledge and luckily, the teen obliges with the responses he wants to hear.

She has never felt anything like this before. She gives a sudden "ooooh" sound so he whispers to her "More?" Jenny's eyes are quite glazed from being on Cloud Nine so long but this is also heaven to her. "Yes! Oooooh" she moans. Dr Hans maintains his pressure against it, her legs wide apart as Paul sucks on her nipples. Jenny is jiggling her bum about on the bed and saying some very rude things. 

Dr Hans is carefully stimulating the highly sensitive nerve endings at the bottom part of the cervix that he hopes will send Jenny to a place she's never been before. He watches her face for progress. The sounds are extremely encouraging and as he continues to work on the spot her changing expressions confirm his course of action.

She is not moaning, she is groaning and thrusting her hips up at him faster and faster. She seems like an animal on heat as sexual tension overtakes mind control, her face like a boiler about to explode. 

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! She shouts, puffing and panting. He keeps going relentlessly, her face contorted and looking up at him scowling, teeth gritted and making deep groaning noises. She feels the intense spasms and grabs his wrist to try to pull it away from inside her but it's too late. She shouts at him "Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!" But he just smiles. 

Her body shakes, back arched off the bed as the cervical orgasm comes with a shattering crescendo that seems to reach all points of her body but nowhere in particular. Her long loud cry sounds guttural from deep within and then her body goes limp, her face turned sideways eyes shut as if she's passed out. He puts his hands on each side of her perspiring breasts and watches carefully. Then she moves her head again from side to side, eyes half open in glazed expression. He lets her gradually come down to earth from heaven before speaking.

"How was it?"

"My God, I nearly passed out," she mutters feebly. "You've made me cum time and time again but this was unbelievable. How did you that?"

"As I said before Jenny, by preparing you for orgasms and making sure I gave you a nice clitoral orgasm first before giving you vaginal orgasms. It is quite simple. One will follow the other if you do it right but sadly, many men don't."

"My stepfather is very experienced and so were the other men who did it to me but they were not that good. Why?"

"Maybe because they wanted to have intercourse with you so much they didn't have the patience to get you fully prepared for the better wow factor. Also, don't forget a lot of women can't wait for it either but powerful vaginal orgasms are the responsibility of both the woman and the man. It's not a his or her fault, it's shared responsibility although mostly men take the blame." She wipes her brow and grins. "I think I got the wow factor. But why was that so different?" 

He laughs lightly. "I was just playing around inside your perfect pussy young lady. You know, you have a few sensitive spots in there you can have a lot of fun with once your man knows where to find them and it isn't all that hard. "Now that orgasm is what we call a cervical orgasm and it is a very sensitive part of your pussy that some women don't like touched. You are lucky, like the many who can handle it.

"Now the final part of our examination has something to do with your love of a big cock and don't jump to conclusions about this. Paul for example has a very big cock and let's agree that 10 inches is a big cock and just to see it turns the girls on big time. They love to suck on it and feel it when he does his girls' only parties. Some even like to get it inside them."

She grins. "Well I must be honest it does turn me on. I like to feel a big one inside me. "

"Well that's nice Jenny but what's most important? Having a real good orgasm or just feeling stuffed?"

Paul asks Jenny to be patient. "Size does matter, yet it doesn't," he says. "Many women love big cocks like many men like buxom women compared to small breasts. But are large breasts more sensitive than small ones? No. Some women cum when a man is in them long enough with a thicker rather than a longer penis. Some do like the extra length but good lovers with big dicks don't use the whole length to get her to cum. Yes, the feel of it stuffing her is an emotional ride and some cum, some just pretend to so they don't upset their lover."

"Why are you telling me this?" she asks.

"Because it seems from the answers you gave me yesterday and your interest in the size of Paul indicates to us that if man's less than eight inches you could consider that he can't satisfy you. Dr Hans just a short while ago gave you two very strong orgasms just with his fingers, what about five inches long? 

"Would you think a cock of about six inches or a bit less even as many are could so the same? Yes, if the man knew where to put it and its places such as the g-spot, the cervix and a couple of other parts just inside the vagina that can produce great orgasms with a smaller penis. Why can smaller footballers out manoeuvre bigger footballers on the field? Because they can twist and turn faster and so it is with a man's best friend."

"What are you getting at? I've never met a man yet with one smaller than eight inches."

Dr Hans laughs. "Well lucky for you since size turns you on but remember that unless a man with a big one can get a woman in the right frame of mind size won't matter. Let me ask you this: do you like the look and size of Paul's erection?"

"Yes of course, you must know that. But it doesn't make me a nymphomaniac. Lots of girls would say the same, the younger ones like me especially."

"Okay, now put your hand around it and feel how thick it is when it's rock hard, look at the sexy head of his weapon and slide your hand up and down the shaft. Yes, like that. How does it feel?"

"It feels quite sexy actually. Very manly. Very solid and like it's really hot and I've got to have it."

"Would it feel good inside you?"

"Ha, what a silly question. Of course. Well, I think it would,"

"Okay Jenny, Paul is going to demonstrate how you can have multiple orgasms with just half that length of cock and the whole length and just because you've been a really good patient, we should at least let you enjoy the last part of our assessments."

"Paul is going to put that in me?"

"Yes. But in about six different positions and you will probably have another two, three or four orgasms in the next 30 minutes. Now is the time to do it after giving you those clitoris and vaginal orgasms with just fingers."

"My God, are you serious? I suppose it would be nice to feel what he's like since your receptionist Alison says the hen's party girls rave about him." 

Dr Hans beckons her to lie back on the bed while his assistant stands ready with a throbbing edifice hungry for pussy."I will watch you merely as a spectator my dear as my part of this is all done. I'm still recording the music, arr, I should say the sounds you make so I can compile the total tape back at my studio from all our sessions today."

Paul pushes her lightly on the shoulders and as she lies back, he opens her legs to freshen her wetness with his tongue. They enjoy the mutual pleasure for several minutes and then she lifts her head to see his huge manhood aiming for her pristine honey pot.He intends to vary the positions several times without either of them hardly getting a chance to catch their breath. Jenny is about to enjoy the fuck of her life. 

The only words he speaks are just as he sinks it into her in the missionary position, on her back, her legs outstretched either side of him in an almost horizontal position. He looks down as his erection digs into her moist vagina lips and slowly slides into the love pit. 

"God, you are really tight Jenny," he exclaims as he guides his missile deeper. She gasps as she feels its thick pliable shape pushing her vagina wider. "I was 17 until a few months ago Paul, and this is still fairly new to me."

"Don't worry, you are handling a big one pretty well for a newcomer. The whole 10-inch shaft buries into her until his lower abdomen is pressed hard against her pubic bone. "Jenny keep telling yourself you have 10 inches of thick man cock inside you; not a vibrator but the real thing. Ten inches of it throbbing inside you as far as it can go. Enjoy!" What he says is meant to turn her imagination on as many women fantasise at the thought of a really macho cock inside them. 




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 11



The extensive foreplay has her more than ready and willing to let go in gay abandon and as she feels it moving in and out she gives a loud gasp. "Ohhh that's what I like Paul, it feels so good." It's the only real conversation that makes any sense from her for the next 30 minutes.

None of the men who she's had sex with before are near as fit as this young man with the all-over suntanned body, tight buttocks and blonde hair to his shoulders. He doesn't look like a sex therapist but he sure knows how to make a young woman get breathless quickly as he thrusts rapidly into her with unexpected speed that catches Jenny unprepared for the sudden savage drilling. 

She can only quickly think how it must be like for the young women who ask him to put it in them at the hen's parties. They must go off their head. He is just warming her up until now and really steps into her, his hands go under her knees to lift her legs to 90-degree angle bend at the knees, her body jerking back and forth, breasts heaving, hair bouncing about as he pummels her relentlessly. His eyes never leave her face, reading every emotion written in her expressions, her eyes shutting tight, biting her lip mouth closed then open and closing as she swings from one high to another, wailing, shouting "fuck me" over and over in fast rising passion. And he is fucking her over and over.

He can tell she will peak any minute after ten minutes of good thrusting. She is stretching her whole body and trying to thrust back into him, her head pushed back, chin facing the ceiling, her arms arched backwards so her hands are flat on the bed as if she were trying push ups from an upside down position elbows pointing up in unison. But he suddenly thrusts faster than anything she's ever felt before and she tries to lift her shoulders off the bed to look at him with a shocked look on her face but only gets a split second glance at him before throwing herself backwards screaming "I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum again!"

He keep fucking her relentlessly in a machine-like pussy thrashing as he takes her through the major shockwaves of her orgasm, making it even stronger as she throws her head from side to side in noisy ecstasy. If Jenny's sounds are music to Dr Hans' ears then he's now got the full orchestra. When he senses her sexual earthquake loses intensity and she goes through the next stage of riding out the afterglow of fulfilment he slows his massages her vagina with his rod in ever- slowing strokes to help calm her, but his cock stays hard inside her.

Just as Jenny thinks he will stop so she can recover he grabs her around the shoulders and pulls her into him in a sitting position, her face almost touching his, with her legs dangling loosely behind him, both feet bouncing about as he starts another fast thrusting session that catches her by surprise. The exhilaration of the first orgasm is still rampant inside her and the hot thickness of his plunging cock is keeping the internal eruptions going. 

Her head sways loosely about on her shoulders and he can see she is in another world and knows she has cum again, so he changes her position, lifting both legs up high and swings her on her side without removing his hardness from inside her. She is pushed on to her left hip and she soon finds out why she should try this angle more often. This time Paul lets fly with much shorter penetrating strokes, but extremely fast, angling towards her cervix. Only just over half of his long schlong is needed but to good effect. 

Her moans are loud and strong as he throws one leg across his shoulder to support it with thighs of her other leg flat on the corner of the bed, her feet doing a dance of love in mid air. His face is a study of concentration on her expressions as if he's a rally driver reading every bump, twist and turn on a narrow gravel country road at breakneck speed. He steers her closer and closer to the brink and his mouth tightens as he see it in her face.

Reaching under her cervix at such speed requires directional control and Paul may as well be a rally driver sliding the back end out and straightening up for the finish line where Dr Hans waits inwardly cheering. "I'm gonna cum again, I'm gonna cum, she shrieks." As she does, it's the sweet sound of success that makes Dr Hans pat his younger associate on the back.

He lets her ride this orgasm out and to get her breath back then orders her to get on top as he switches positions so she can mount him. There is no let-up for Jenny as she squats over his trunk-like organ and impales her pussy on it until she feels it deep inside again. She faces him and leans over with her hands spread out wide just behind his shoulders on the bed. She is completely oblivious to Dr Hans capturing prized images of her facial expressions and full on position pictures on his digital video recorder. Once she feels the huge dick inside again nothing else is important. 

The way the two therapists prepared her in their extended foreplay session and the way Paul is taking her from mountain peak to another in different positions without let-up is a new experience. She hardly subsides from one orgasm to another and they seem to just roll on through her in varying intensities.Yet he continues like a well oiled drilling machine. 

This time though the young filly is the workhorse, riding his cock in a sitting up squatting position, but her movements are slow as she is almost wrecked from riding the emotional roller coaster so he pulls her down towards his face so her breasts are just touching his chest and he commences to pummel her tail end in rapid fashion. It's a position many women find gratifying and soon she is making all the sounds of urgency and erotic exclamations on her way to probably a fourth orgasm in 15 minutes. 

She has hardly recovered and seems too bewildered to speak as he orders her to stand up and put her head down to the mattress, spread her legs for balance and get her arse up in the air. He enters her from behind, holding her around the hips as she grabs her ankles for support and her head jerks back and forth by the force of his hard thrusts. Dr Hans is the only spectator but he's got the grandstand seat to enjoy the action. Thinking himself lucky he hasn't got to work as hard as this. 

Oh to be 10 years younger again, he muses to himself as he watches Paul's projectile plunging into the teen to find her g-spot again. He knows by her sounds that her sexual tension is about to explode and it does, heralded by loud Ohhhhh Ohhhhh Ohhhhh cries. Doggy is most often a girl's favourite position but Jenny just enjoyed one of the lesser used rear end styles of sexual penetration.

He lets Jenny flop on the bed face down puffing and panting. "Oh my God, Oh my God," she keeps saying. The two men look to each other and smile. He gives her no more than a minute's rest before deciding to wind up the session by doing her in the wheelbarrow position. 

Jenny is still taking deep breaths when he grabs her around her parted legs by the knees and drags her butt to the edge of the bed. He knows in this 'wheelbarrow' position he will give her very deep direct penetration yet Jenny will feel she is floating on air as he takes all the weight off her body. It is also a position Paul likes as he can look down and see his thick shaft pummelling her pussy. Jenny can't see a thing and for her the excitement increases tenfold as she feels so helpless and unable to move. He might as well be raping her as she is in such a subservient position while he can enjoy watching between her legs and the sexy sight of the tight cheeks of her arse.

He starts slowly deliberately to hear Jenny's response. He is sliding it in all the way and almost withdrawing completely and repeating the process for a few minutes as Jenny moans and keeps saying, "Yes, nice and slowly, nice and slowly. I like that. Nice and slowly." Paul lets her enjoy her nice and slow pattern for just another minute and asks her what's he doing. "You're fucking me, fuck you," she moans. "Where am I fucking you?" Another drawling moan as if she's half asleep. "Where am I fucking you girl?" he asks again.

"Fucking me from behind," comes the defeated answer. "Yes but where is my cock girl?" Another sleepy sounding moan. "In my wet cunt."

"That's better, I thought so too and now I'm going to fuck the daylights out of you like you are the Playboy centrefold and I'm just a street tramp getting something I've been denied all my life. Have you ever been raped?"

"No, but I want you to rape me. Take me. Do it. I want it. Make me cum again Make me cum. I love your cock so much." Jenny is so worked up the very thought of someone taking her from behind as if she's helpless but feeling so sexed up plucks all her emotional strings and making her think and talk dirty. Is this the card Dr Hans kept up his sleeve to draw Jenny out, making out she can act like she can enjoy being raped after such a torrid build up to this stage? Dr Hans is making notes. Perhaps Paul has done the trick. 

"Get your head down and take this," Paul shouts at her in a different kind of voice nothing like the nice young sex therapist she met earlier in the evening. But unlike Jenny, who's certainly not acting, Paul is giving an Oscar performance and it's working Jenny up to feel she's enjoying some rough sex and that's new to her.

He thrusts deeply into her with his body slapping against her butt as perspiration and body contact react to his full-on pussy assault from her upside down position. She moans loudly and he slows to a very slow pace and almost withdraws. He wants to push boundaries to see how far she'll go and if she's not really in control of her better judgement, her responses now gripped by dark passion she's never felt before.

"Do you want my cock?" he yells at her. "Yes!" she answers. "Do you like a man up inside you when you can't move?" he demands. 

"I love it. I love a big cock." He slides it in again, but slowly. 

You fuck like a slut don't you? Come on, admit it." She moans more and more but doesn't answer. "Jenny if you are a good slut you will ask me to keep fucking you and make you cum so Dr Hans can hear you beg for it. Now beg for my 10 inches or I'll take it away from you." 

"No no!" she cries. "I want it. I want it all the way. Put it right inside me I can feel how big it is, it is so big."

"Jenny, you like the cock so much I bet you'd give your stepfather a blowjob anytime to get him to fuck you. Tell me the truth."

"Yes. Yes. I will. Please make me cum again."

Paul looks at Dr Hans and he signals they have gone far enough and now he must finish the job and give her what she wants. He's build up her desire to almost breaking point in the wheelbarrow position and now he is thrusting deep inside to his entire length with such force she imagines she's being raped. Jenny gets deep vaginal orgasms when she feels a cock right up and deep inside her, and when it's as thick as young Paul's, it's even more emotionally stirring. And he knows the angles of her pussy like the back of his hand to give it to her good and proper. 

He's experienced at holding himself back until the female cums and he can then deliver it on her face as he invariably does at the hen's parties and other 18's plus girls' disco dances. He's already hoping the clinic's young receptionist Alison could line up for him next week.

He has to forget what he's doing or risk ejaculating inside Jenny as he increases his strokes so his penis is going into her like pistons on a machine. The sexual tension he's accumulated inside her is intolerable as she imagines Paul is doing this to her, helpless, in front of an audience of sexy turned on women at the hen's party she wants to attend with receptionist Alison. She is completely beyond herself and as he holds her horizontally face down just above her knees her increasingly urgent sounds reach high pitch and the climax is coming like a bang of cymbals in the orchestra.

Jenny lets out a yet another garbled long cry as passion turns to an avalanche of emotions running from the top of her head to her loins. Her legs go stiff in his hands and she shrieks again but not as loud and shouts out, "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God" over and over.

He keeps fucking her but keeps slowing down as he watches her body start to relax after the powerful orgasm and the fierce, feisty little fucker become the sweet young lady again. He takes his hands from her legs and turns her over in a sitting up position. He doesn't have to give any orders this time, even still slightly out of breath and soaking up the afterglow of a massive pounding and climax, she instinctively leans her face into his hovering erection as he masturbates rapidly to cum on her face. Her stunned expression shows she's still getting over the last orgasm as she takes wad after wad of his cum across her face and in her open mouth making her tongue white from his fortified energy juice.

She looks up at him and gulps several times, swallowing his load and wiping the rest from around her mouth with her fingers and sucking them dry before taking the sensitive head of his penis in her mouth, sucking out the last of it still inside then trawling her tongue up and around the shaft to clean up any lose dobs. She loves the taste and hates to let it go to waste.

Dr Hans applauds her attention to detail by clapping his hands as the sole spectator to her having sex. "Jenny, that was quite marvellous to see you do that and I've added the images to the end of my review report records. It's a healthy sign when a woman enjoys it so much she likes to finish off like that."

She looks up at him, still kneeling in front of Paul. "Oh that's because when I started high school as a new teen some of the older girls were telling us younger ones that a man's cum is really good for a girl's skin or is that an old wives' tale?"

"No it's not," he says as she stands up in her goddess-like raw beauty, "what you just swallowed has a whole range of healthy ingredients and as I told you once before there are parts of the ejaculate which somehow help produce a calming effect on women and I kid you not."

"Well I'm glad I'm hearing it from a sex therapist because I asked the girls at school how come they know so much when they are not exactly out in the world yet. One of them piped up that her uncle told her why it was good for her."

"The funny thing is Jenny that only about 1 % of a man's ejaculate is the actual sperm that is nature's vehicle to fertilise a woman when she is ready to produce and in that say, tablespoon of total ejaculate that 1% of the total content carries up to half a trillion little swimmers when only just one is required to make the female pregnant. See what safe sex is all about?"

"Gee, I didn't know a man's sperm had so many of those tadpole things wanting to swim up the vagina," she laughs. 

"Well that's because they are microscopic in size and the human eye can't detect that."

"What's the rest of cum consist of then if 99% is something other than sperm? I thought it was all the same?

"Ha, I thought you ask that. Anyway all the rest is just a protein water-based mixture containing lots of healthy nutritional things like sugar in the form of fructose, Vitamin C, zinc, citric acid, phosphate and other enzymes. The good part for women though is that this shot of goodies like you just received from Paul has an average of only 15 calories and that's a tablespoon size quantity.

"Some men produce less, some more, depending on age, present energy levels, general health and so on. Of course if a man has ejaculated more than once in say half an hour the big dose is always the first, and while men can cum more they won't smother you in it unless like certain hot women they like several men doing it at the same time. Most of these are done just for movies of course to act out fantasies some people have about giving a girl a facial."

Jenny dresses as they continue to talk but is still in bra and panties, almost as though she wants to linger looking sexy while the subject is about a man's penis. "So what you say it's really good for a girl if she acquires the taste?"

"Yes, exactly. But regard cum as a healthy additive, not an essential part of your diet. Like, don't give up on taking Vitamin C, and those minerals if you are short of them as the quantities in those deposits are not mega doses by any means. Besides it doesn't mean every female is going to be like you. And now, let's get back to you. Firstly, how was that? I believe I saw and heard some nice orgasms in those 30 minutes of non-stop action by Paul?"

"Oh that was incredible. I must have cum at least five or six times. It seemed to be happening non-stop."

"Jenny that's great. Now I've come to the conclusion that you don't have abnormal sexual concerns such as bordering on nymphomania. Your stepfather will be greatly relieved, and judging by the way you cleaned up Paul when he finished ejaculating on your face I'm sure you can make sure your dear stepfather stays greatly relieved too.

"Now I can assure you from all the tests we did and your response that you are indeed just a very healthy young lady at 18, admittedly with a very strong libido and quite an imagination to go with it. That's all in your favour of course. 

"You must know that I've recorded all our physical assessments today for part of my work in studying how women respond to certain situations. Of course this is only for my own purpose, not to be given out elsewhere as patient confidentiality is critically important. However, having this allows me to study the video film and when I mix the sound in I can take notes of certain things for part of my research work in human response factors. I'm sure you will agree that this education session is going to allow us to help other women in the future. 

"We sex therapists often receive visits from frustrated women who either have a sexual hang-up or as often the case, can't understand why they don't achieve orgasms during partner sex. We educate them so they can achieve their due satisfaction and the videos and sounds you helped me with will go a long way in my studies. Are you happy with that and do I have your permission to retain this for research purposes provided no identity is ever revealed?"

She thinks of the video her boss did of her playing dirty in his office and she agreed to that and it had nothing to do with medical research of benefit to anyone but her raunchy boss, so she thinks at least this request is more credible. "I suppose so and if you think it will help you I guess I don't mind. But don't show it to anyone."

"Don't worry Jenny, it goes to my private study for personal analysis. It's in good hands with Dr Hans. 

"Now there is only one concern I found about you and it's up to you whether you want to do anything about it."

"Are you referring to me enjoying sex with another woman?"

"No, not that."

"Oh, well it must be you think I am infatuated with much older men."

"No, that isn't it either. It's a trend you began from a young age when you used to show off in front of your stepfather because you wanted him to admire your new found beauty, your sexuality as you discovered yourself arr, shall we say suddenly growing up. 

"Now much of that father adulation can be quite normal and harmless but while most girls grow out of it, you are one of those that didn't. To this very day, age 18, you are really an exhibitionist type personality and that's why your stepfather shows such concern for you.

"I know you will say there is a growing trend today among young women, especially teens through to mid 20s to go out in skirts without any panties on, to wear really tight shorts without underwear to emphasise the shape of their pussy, to not wear a bra, to wear see-through shirts and all that as some form of signal that they are truly liberated from past era convention but you seem to depend on it as essential to your satisfaction."




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 11



" Dr Hans I know I've been like that and yes, I deliberately try to turn my boss on because he's a handsome man like my stepfather but he does reward me well so I think the fun is worth it even if the other women in the office hate me. Look, that's how I got my BMW and other things. I can't imagine it being bad because I bet other females do it somehow."

"Okay then, but if you ever want to do something about it I gave you a card yesterday with the contact details of a man taking on hypnotherapy and I am sure he could assist you in that regard. 

"He is not yet fully qualified to operate clinically for hypnosis but that's only because he has to sit final exams at the end of the year, but he is in a position to hypnotise you and turn your thinking around. I've known him for years that's why I mention him to you. Really I can't change your state of mind but perhaps he can. 

"He won't charge you because he is not allowed to take fees yet until he's accredited but meanwhile he needs to practice on people -- most of them are his friends --to round off any areas he needs to sharpen up on. You'd be doing him a favour as well as having him help you."

Jenny just nods. "If I change my mind maybe I can look him up but as long as he doesn't try to put me under to do silly things like you see on television." Dr Hans chuckles at the thought. "Jenny, it would be in the privacy of his residence, not on television and he's not an entertainer. It's about professional assistance, not entertainment."

Jenny is not so sure. "Yes, professional like my body piercer, the physiotherapist attending my knee and you Dr Hans as a sex therapist. All the professional people I seem to go to seem to find a way of undressing me." "Have you forgotten what I said a few minutes ago Jenny? Perhaps it's not them, it's more likely you. When you walk through their door what do they see? A sexy young woman dressed as though she wants to be undressed. Get the picture? Perhaps your body language signals to them you really want to show them more."

"She shrugs her shoulders. Well if I did go to him I'll wear something that covers me from my neck to my ankles. Anyway I want to thank you for going to so much trouble over me. I only came here expecting to be interviewed but yesterday and today is something to remember. Thanks Paul for showing what it's like in some positions I've never tried before."

"Don't thank ,me Jenny, thank Dr Hans, it was his idea. But will you still come to the all-girls disco male stripper party where I do my thing on Saturday night week?"

"I'd like to if your receptionist Alison comes with me. She's been there before as you know but says she was just an onlooker but very wide-eyed I believe. . She'd holding the passes you gave to her for us so we could get in without paying so unless she changes her mind we'll be there. I'll do coffee with her meantime as she knows by the appointment book I have seen you now."

Continuing: In Chapter 12 Jenny is tickled pink in a rather erotic way and is lit erotically on Cloud Nine at 70,000 feet flying out on a jumbo jet with her boss on a business trip. She returns in time to talk to Alison about the upcoming all girls' male stripper party they'll attend together.



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 12



She's sweet 18, scrumptious and a cock loving office prick teaser. 

After visiting two opportunistic sex therapists Jenny's convinced more than ever she's simply a sexy exhibitionist with stunning looks and a gorgeous body who loves to tease. She's turned on by turning on anyone who'd love to have her, but can't. Sometimes they can but only after she makes out she's innocent and they have to really work for it.

The personal assistant to a wealthy businessman is not your average girl next door. She's got the cover girl looks for a glossy quality magazine with big brown bedroom eyes and long eyelashes, shiny long jet black that falls halfway down her back in a pony tail, a booty that's taught, tight and tantalising and firm 38-20-34 inch vital statistics featuring fulsome firm breasts capped by erotic looking two-inch high puffy nipples. She makes men's mouth water for good reason. Standing 5 feet 8 inches in bare feet, her full lips give her mouth a sensuous appeal, her Latina tanned look skin and miniskirts fall just three inches from her crotch giving her a sex goddess appearance. 

She knows she looks hot and thrives on the attention. She's no one's slut. She's all style and her own gal.

Jenny's on her way have lunch with the sex therapist's new receptionist Alison and they plan to attend together the upcoming women's only male stripper rock disco at an underground club that attracts on average 80 chicks a time, most of them horny singes 18- 25 letting their hair down (and some other things as well) or just there to perv on the studs' tight butts and thick dicks as well as swigging the cheap bubbly and dancing the night away to the non-stop thumping music.

Alison got two tickets from the sex therapist's assistant Paul, a handsome guy with shoulder length blonde hair in his mid 20s and an Adonis-like body. He does the females only strip club shows part time just so he can show off his nine-inch cannon.

Alison's only spoken to Jenny on the phone when she booked her in for her late appointment and once again since so having lunch together will bring them face to face. Alison, who only started work at the therapist's clinic two weeks' ago, is naturally curious but can't ask questions unless something is spoken first, and Jenny can't wait to tell her about something she saw in a private room at the back of the clinic.

After Jenny makes contact by phone to check the restaurant they'll meet at they describe what they're wearing so they instantly recognise each other. Jenny's in a striking one-piece red dress that comes just four inches below her crotch and sporting a deep V cleavage with her breasts filling the space but held up tight without the need of a bra. Alison, just three months younger than Jenny at 18.3 years, is a 5ft 6in honey blonde in tight curls to her shoulders with 34-19-34 inch measurements wearing a white satin blouse, pleated navy blue skirt midway to her knees, pale blue nylons and navy high heel shoes.

They greet each other with a big smile as Alison, already seated, gets up to wave her to where she's sitting. "Nice to meet you after talking twice on the phone," ventures Jenny as they sit. "Me too, it's good to put a face to a name." Both women do small talk about their jobs for the first 10 minutes as they start to feel positive vibes about each other, ordering their meal and sharing bottle of white wine. They complement each other on how they look in more small talk until Jenny opens the door to more personal things.

"You know I must apologise for sounding rude to you when I rang the clinic and asked to see the regular therapist, Felicity, arguing that I didn't want to see a male sex therapist. I never envisaged needing two appointments and his assistant Paul at the second visit."

"Yes, but isn't Paul gorgeous. I thought to myself you'd get a surprise as he's quite a hunk. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw just how much of a hunk he really is down below when I accepted the ticket to the rock disco last week. Wow! I thought to myself he can put his shoes under my bed anytime."

"Alison! I'm surprised at you. They were saying to me what a quiet, shy young woman you are."

"Yes but that's at work you know. That's different."

"Well Alison I must confess I'm me all the time. I go to the office intending to make my boss get a horn every time he sees me. I have him like putty in my hands. He can't resist having a perv on me. That's how I got my BMW sports car."

"You're joking! Really?"

"Downright sure, he's quite wealthy and single again so he shows his appreciation in a big way."

"That's unreal! Just for showing some leg and what? Panties too?"

Laughing as she says it, but not too loud, Jenny confesses. "Come on Alison, even a dumb wealthy guy is not that dumb. Of course he wanted more than a street type flash. He wanted a good 60- minute long voyeuristic session after hours with me in his office so he could video me for his home entertainment.

He said I get the showroom Beamer all running expenses paid by his business if I come to work wearing high heels, stockings and garter belt, a teeny thong and half cup lace bra in a business type suit and stay back so I could do a strip act in his office and use a vibrator on me that he'd bring along. I've got to admit, just knowing how it turned him on just put me on a real high." (Ch 4) 

"The two big things I got out of it for being so adventurous were being made his personal assistant or PA not long after joining his firm and getting the flashy red Beamer. The older women there hate me. "

"Eh? He made you his personal assistant after just joining his firm as a junior? Does he own the business or is he a CEO of a big company?"

"Na, it's his own firm and he runs it like he's a Robbie Williams running a rock concert. He rocks! For an old guy at 50 he's built like a stud and rather handsome frankly in a sexy sort of way. 

"But Jenny, how could an office junior suddenly become a personal assistant to a businessman that age and know how to do the confidential business stuff, take shorthand or whatever. You need real experience for that and you were new there. Was he that crazy over you?"

"Ha, I thought you'd ask that. It's exactly what I thought. But he said he had another dumpy senior lady to do all the serious stuff like that as his secretary but I was his personal assistant for things more private to him. I think he liked the sound of personal. 

"What turns me on though apart from his money and his appreciation of my looks is his confidence and power. He's quite influential. I've heard him on the phone. That Friday I tripped in the stairwell and hurt my knee going home to avoid the women from our office at the elevator I hobbled back to thankfully find everyone gone and poured my woes on to the boss. He got on the phone immediately and told this masseur guy upstairs in our tower to fix me up straight away and send him the bill on Monday no expense spared as I was an important person in his office. Actually I was still the office junior at that time but I think he made out I was a senior person to make sure the guy see me straight away. " 

"And did he see you straight away?"

"Yeah, did he ever!

"This old guy got me on my back turning my legs this way and that, even up behind my head one each side. My panties gave up being see-through after half an hour of this. They ended up slipping to one side of my pussy so he got the 100% Jenny bare beaver right under his nose. He could have come in his pants for all I know, but he just kept going as if nothing was any different." (Ch 1)

"Actually it so happened on the Monday at the end of the day the boss called me in to see how I got on with the masseur fixing my knee just after 6 on the Friday. He got the bill that morning and was quite surprised to see no charge.

"That raised his eyebrows and he wondered why no charge when it was an after- hours emergency type call. He said at the time the guy is very expensive so he wanted to know exactly how he went about looking at my skinned and bruised knee to see if he was taking advantage of me. He asked what kind of underwear I wore on Friday under my mini skirt as that day he didn't get to find out. When I told him skin colour see-through silk ones he just groaned like he was real jealous. I didn't know when I put them on Friday morning I'd be lying on my back on a massage table getting my knee treated before I got home. I wear that stuff to turn my boss on.

"Yes, Raymond was sure jealous I could tell. So he asked me to show exactly what happened up there. He cleared his desk and asked me to lie down and go through the Friday thing step by step so he could decide if the masseur was acting improperly. (Ch 2)

"He wanted to be the judge on whether the guy upstairs had a loan of me. Imagine my boss pretending he was the expert on everything but I still had to go through it all over again, step by step, describing what he did with my legs and all that. Raymond could see I was quite raunchy in that helpless situation. After all, the masseur got a treat with a busty long legged shapely 18 year-old turning up for massage treatment to her knee wearing a short mini skirt and see-through thong. It must have made his day but I had no choice as my knee was hurting and it was after work on a Friday. As for my boss, was it jealousy or just another opportunity?"

Alison seems turned on trying to imagine it.

"Ooh, it does seem pretty saucy. Did you get turned on by the masseur when you went there on Friday with the crook knee knowing you were on your back in such a revealing way? I mean, you must have been feeling embarrassed or turned on."

"I sure did feel helpless. My panties, being see-through, were very thin and he could tell I was wet. I saw him looking between my legs most of the time. That's why he dragged the treatment out for ages."

"So what was the outcome with your boss? Was he angry about the man?

"Well for a start, because it was already after 5.30 and the office was locked, it took about an hour and a quarter to go through all the same motions as each and every one of them took a fair bit of time. For example, when he had both my legs stretched back behind my head and my bum in the air, my panties soaking wet dragged to the side of my pussy he held me there like that for what must have been five minutes. Everything was stretch and hold for ages. 

"I felt so helpless and vulnerable as though he was having me for dinner. So Raymond did much the same, enjoying the perv of his lifetime I'm sure, but what could I say? I'm his office junior and I want to get up the ladder so I put up with it knowing in the long run I'll get rewarded somehow. I was thinking while this dragged on that maybe he could become like a sugar daddy. 

"In the end Raymond believed the old guy did not take advantage of me at all. He said that's what you've got to expect in these situations and it was a pity it was embarrassing for me having such provocative gear on at the time. I still think he was glad I did."

"Yes, I bet he did Jenny. Aren't all men the same though?"

"Right on, but what about you Alison, I've been telling you about myself and you're 18 like me, so anything sexy to tell me that will make me go mmmmm?"

"Compared to what you just told me I'm pretty ordinary. I think I hide my real feelings pretty much."

"Okay then Alison, when's the first time you went down on a guy? You must have done that before you left school. Was it a boyfriend, a teacher maybe? Hmmm?

"Ha, wishful thinking! I'm embarrassed to say nothing like that."

"Oh come on, tell me the first time you tasted a man's cum. No cheating!"

"No I never have. Truly. I want to though. All through school some of the kids bragged about getting facials as if it's a status symbol and I always felt out of the circle. I was adopted when I was a baby and my foster father never once showed me although one day in sheer frustration I went close to asking him, He's too strict though with me and he'd be horrified if I even thought about it?"

"He sounds like my step daddy. So close and yet so far. But he's not your natural father anyway so you asking isn't that bad," Jenny suggests in the hope there was a breakthrough. "Well Jenny that may be all right to say that now I'm 18 and it's fair crack of the whip but not the same in my early teens."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. That's the trouble with mixing with kids at school; there are always some of them travelling way ahead of the pack when it comes to finding out what goes on. What about any pats on the bum, kisses on the mouth, anything at all sexy that doesn't involve the serious stuff? Come on, there must be something you've done once or twice in the past 10 years to make me want to think of it and get turned on with myself!"

The blonde with the tight curls suddenly grins. "Well...."

"Well what? Come on Alison be good and don't hold back now. No one else will know."

"Okay then, but it's a private thing really, nothing to do with sex."

Jenny's face drops. "Well, tell me anyway."

"Okay, the closest thing I ever got being sort of personal with pop was when I sunbaked on our back deck. It's a very private yard and perfect for getting the sun without any clothes." Jenny is all ears again. 

"Okay Alison so what's the big deal about sunbaking in the nude? Girls do it nearly everywhere in virtual or complete nudity on less busy beaches"

"Well, let me finish pop always rubbed the sunscreen oil on me."

Jenny likes the sound of that. "Really? That's cool. Was your mom there?"

"Oh yes, most times she was right there but head in a book at the other end of the deck in the shade right through all the summers and that's why I've got such a good brown tan. Pop always insisted I protect my skin or I wasn't allowed to do it." 

"And you took everything off?" 

"Yeah, sure. There was no sex involved in anything, Even though pop was really strict ever since I was a kid he didn't do anything wrong. I was their only child and they both doted on me. They encouraged free expression in our home, but not in public. Pop always said there is nothing more innocent and naturally beautiful as the naked body of a young girl growing up. Mom said it was as close to purity you can get provided the freedom of free expression wasn't abused. Pop always said a pristine nubile female nude is the epitome of erotica and much more so when younger because of the innocence factor. 

"You know Jenny, most young girls, especially when you get to about eight, like to show off as we are proud of our figures and why not? Usually they are immaculate and as pop used to say, a treasure God made for mankind to behold and enjoy. Pop encouraged me to feel free in the home to dress as I like and right through the years never batted an eyelid when I'd get about in nothing or just panties. 

"Even now at 18 when I get home I'm into something like my silk thong and slippers only. Pop always compliments me on looking after myself. Mind you, having an all-over tan makes me want to parade in the home if only to please him, but I'm not one for showing off anywhere in public." 

"I agree with you Alison about the growing up bit as I was a real wag that age. But coming back to a girl's favourite subject, a man's cock and cum, are you saying despite that freedom at home you never even once got the chance? 

"Gee Jen, I'm sure I got the chance but didn't. And my pop never tried."

"He sounds like my daddy. Every chance but little Jenny has to wait. So you've got an all-over tan, that's great. Is it really all-over though? I mean, you know what I mean?"

"Yes, it's every inch. Pop said from day one if I want to look beautiful I must protect my skin and he made it his responsibility to ensure I didn't forget by putting the suntan oil on me, back and front. Mind you, mom was there much of the time her head in a book. She's a real bookworm."

"You're making me jealous now Alison. What a wonderful feeling to have cool hands moving all over your hot body while you lie there starkers eye shut enjoying the pampering. It is pampering you know, that would really turn me on if my daddy did it. So how long have you enjoyed this? One summer, two, three? 

"Wait for it, for the past nine years."

"Tell me you are joking, you're making this up to impress me."

"No way. It's true. After I turned nine I asked mom and pop could I get a suntan on our back deck? I had a nice olive complexion but it was not a tanned look and I saw pictures of these kids modelling stuff in a fashion magazine mum brought home and they had great tans. I wanted to be like them.

"Naturally my folks spoilt me as their only but they were also very strict about boys and things like that. I never heard a swear word from them and they never once had to even shout at me. I was a good kid. 

"So my pop's been rubbing the cream all over ever since, every summer, every year right to now and did it last Saturday again. You're right Jenny, it's so exhilarating lying there eyes shut relaxing while you feel these hands spreading oils and creams all over and then gently massaging it into the pores of the skin until it's just shiny damp."

"Alison, if my daddy was rubbing me all over with sunscreen oil right through every summer for the past nine years I'd be off my nana by now wanting it. I'd cum for sure a long time ago, too. 

"Do you realise that's nine years to 18 now with say, 25 weeks of summer season two-day sunshine each weekend, making it more than 450 times your pop massaged suntan creams all over your naked body. Gosh! That makes my little story of the masseur look pretty ordinary doesn't it? 

"How exciting and you say you're pretty ordinary! I can agree with the part that you must hide your feelings. Oh my gawd!"

"But Jenny it wasn't two days every weekends. Sometimes it rained but I guess three quarters of the whole time you mentioned would be right. Anyway, it wasn't about sex. That's the last thing on pop's mind. If it was about sex he had countless opportunities to hop on board but never took advantage of me. He's just wonderful to me and I love him as if he's my real father whoever that person was."

"Okay then, just take any one year, say the halfway mark between nine and 18 you are say, 13 something. How far does he rub the sunscreen oil into you?

"All the way of course"

"No I mean, what parts does he skip over? I suppose he does your chest but surely not your pussy? " 

"Of course, he always did and still does." 

"What? Jeez Alison, your pop must be the horniest unsatisfied man around. Look at those lovely big breasts for example. I suppose you shave your pussy too?"

"Yeah, been there, done that and I keep it that way. It's easier. It was pop's idea.It was easier to keep things clean from the very start. He did it the first time to show me and then it's up to me to keep it spotless. Mom bought these expensive essential oils to rub into my pubis area to keep the skin supple and fresh looking. They really do go out of their way to make sure I take care of myself."

"Well I can agree with that. But you're giving me ideas Alison. You must invite me over one weekend and let me join you. He can do me too."

"Are you serious? You'd like that? My pop? 

"Yeah, why not, I'm 18 now and he can't get into trouble. He might like a bit of fun in his life as where you can't, or maybe you can but won't, I can grab his hand and push his fingers in to let me know he can go further. Hey, maybe then he will do it for you especially now you're old enough."

"Oh shit! Jenny, you are incredible. You have such imagination. Do you really mean that? 

"Of course I do. Consider this Alison: you dear foster pop's been treating you like a Greek goddess for the past nine years. His hands have been all over your body maybe more than 400 times top to bottom side to side and don't you think now you're sweet 18 and looking even sexier, that just once even, maybe even just once when he rubs the oil over your pussy and sees it glisten in the sunlight, your clit standing up and your vagina lips shifting about under the pressure of his fingers that he'd love to fuck you?"




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 12



"Oh shit Jen, you make it sound so erotic like a scene from Emmanuelle. I never even thought of that but I suppose you're right. After all, I said it didn't I? All men are the same when it comes to pussy. 

I'll tell you what, if you do invite me to your place to sun bake, I'll invite you to my home and coerce my step daddy to do the same with you."

"Hey, that sounds fun but let's wait a couple of weeks because mom is going to stay with an old lady for a few weeks while her husband goes into hospital. Mom's going to look after things as the other old dear is not that well either. Anyway pop and I will be on our own for those three weekends so let's do it on the first week she's away. Then she won't know about it."

"Good idea Alison and here's something else to think about. If your pop gets turned on by massaging both of us, when he finishes let's get his pants off and I'll work on him on your behalf. It could be the turning point in his life so after I've gone home you can bank on a fuck followed by a facial anytime you desire while your mom's away. This guy wants it, he needs it. Give it to him!

"Think about the times he massages you. Is it bland or exciting? Do you get any signals?" 

"I dunno Jen, every time he got to the spot he covered it entirely and made sure the cream was rubbed in by squeezing it around and pushing my clitoris up and making it stick out of the hood but he's really done it that way pretty well from day one. 

"But did he ever play with your clit?"

"Naturally! But it wasn't to make me sexy. He has to rub over it of course and rub the oily cream it in properly so sure, my clit always got erect. Sure he could see it like that but never said anything."

"What about inside?"

"No he never went there. That might look like sex to him. The closest thing to that was running his fingers up my slit just to rub the oils in. My pussy was wet on the outside and just as wet inside. And yeah, I did feel rather sexy. I don't think there ever was an occasion I didn't get turned on but tried to hide it by turning my little radio up so the music drowned out the way I was moaning.

"How hilarious Jenny. Pop must have heard me. God, my bum twitches when I'm facing up and I'm twice as bad when I'm laying face down legs spread feeling his hands over my pussy from the back."

"Gosh. Was it always that obvious? "

"Yes, pretty much but in different ways right from the start."

"Anyway Alison stop! You're making me wet and I don't want to leave marks on these seat covers."

The two women finish eating their sundae and look for the drink waiter before ordering coffee.

"Jenny, to be honest I'm glad you're coming to Paul's male stripper show with me next week. It's my best chance to step out and do something I've wanted to, but was afraid to ask for. Yes, I want a facial. 

"I stood back when I went the first time on Paul's free ticket as I was a bit shy of the whole thing but lots of the girls were rubbing their hands over the guys' tight butts and their muscled shoulders. I mean they were real spunks! Gosh, everyone of them had a big dick, I guess they wouldn't be there otherwise. 

"So I'm watching this and geez one chick goes down on the guy sucking him right alongside me. Then it seemed to be happening all through the five hours the show was on. The girls made it look as though they hadn't seen one before and these were women aged 18 to about 25 mostly. The later it got the more drink the girls consumed, the more daring they got, the more they wanted it. In the last two hours I saw several girls take the guy's cum on their face and at least two looked like they took it straight on the tongue and that's just the ones I noticed. There must have been lots I didn't see from where I parked my booty. 

"After one of the main studs does a show on the long catwalk between rows of tables he joins several other hunky studs moving around among the chicks topping up their drinks or just being friendly. The guys were chatting to the girls on the edge of the dance area and everyone was in a real great happy mood, they were lifting their tops up and squeezing their breasts, kissing their nipples and even being fingered up their skirts. It was real debauchery. I was soaked in my pants but I wasn't game to get in any closer. Maybe with you with me I'll see if I can do any good."

"Jenny girls were dropping their pants here and there lying on their back, taking it doggy. As a party time it was real hardcore but totally impromptu. One funny incident was when this blonde was on her hands and knees beside the dance floor and the stripper was really whacking it into her just near when I was standing when all of a sudden two of the girls swinging about on the dance floor overbalanced and fell on top of her. 

"It was hilarious but she just got up and pulled her jeans back on end of fuck. None of the girls seem to care who looked at what they were doing and quite a few times I saw two and even three hovering on their knees sharing a big dick with another chick wrapping herself around his body feeling his muscles. 

"I asked Paul later were any of those women porn babes to make it look good for the amateurs and he said absolutely not. He said they get a big roll up because the girls know they are among people like themselves and everybody pays to get in. Chicks who love to see a man in the raw with a big erection. That's the key to it he says."

"Jenny, have you ever had any body piercing done, like your navel, nipples or pussy? I've been considering it for a while now as it's supposed to be sexually stimulating at different times in different ways but I can't seem to run into anyone who's done it. It's pretty hard to come straight out and ask someone."

"Well Alison you're lucky because I have. These days at 18 I get my kicks going to places where I can act innocent and places I couldn't go on my own when younger like to a masseur for a full body massage. I wanted to get my pussy pierced when I was 16 knowing it would be a sexy thing happening with my legs open but had to wait until only three weeks ago. The guy who did it is very good and it's one experience I won't forget.

"If you really want to have yours done I'll give you his address. He's done heaps of them and he's got albums full of sample pictures of his work, a picture of the chick's face and close ups of the before and after pussy. Now I'm in his collection. 

"He told me he goes through these albums at night remembering all his customers. They range from 15 to 40 but as you'd imagine, 90% are about our age. Do you want me to come with you? He can put a bar in one or both of my nipples, I've heard they sex you up under your clothes and my nipples are always sensitive." 

"Hey that would be great because I'm still a bit shy and innocent even though underneath I'm as horny as the devil... Let's do it after we get Paul's party thing out of the way."

They get another glass of wine and giggle a bit, clinking the glasses in a toast to good times ahead. Sometimes girls just want to have fun.

"Jen, how did you get on the other day at our clinic?

"No worries. I saw your therapist Dr Hans and Felicity's spunky new assistant Paul and they were very thorough. I only went there to please my step daddy. He's just worried I'm becoming far too sexy for my age and it's something he's always on about since he raised me from eight on his own."

"Why, did your parents break up?"

"No, mom died when she was hit by a car crossing the road. The drunk driver was jailed but it didn't bring mom back and my biological father left mom two years earlier for another woman he worked with. My foster daddy was fantastic putting up with me as I was really naughty."

Alison tops up their drinks. "That's sad about your mother. Now with your foster dad were you giving cheek to him as you grew up?"

The remark makes Jenny laugh. "Well, not the sort of cheek you mean but the cheeks of my bum. I used to cavort around with nothing on after I was nine and wanted daddy to tell me how beautiful I was. Even when I got around in just my panties I deliberately pulled them in to make a cameltoe every day no matter where I was or where we went, even shopping. It seems my show-off traits back that far stayed with me until now, only I'm doing things a lot more sophisticated.

"All I know is that during that time growing up I craved for extra affection losing mom so soon in life. Everything I can remember of her is that she was a very sexy lady, very pretty with hair like mine and really sexy boobs. He says I remind him of her in many ways. That only made me feel even stronger for him and I just wanted to be the love of his life as he didn't remarry. I was glad about that because no other woman could replace my real mother. 

"Trouble was though; I overdid it. I tried to dominate his attention and his whole life. Then my attention getting ways with him escalated into a wider habit. I got away with being naughty as anyone I showed off to saw it as simple indiscretion, not deliberate. Like I'd see someone at a supermarket I fancied teasing and my panties were always pulled up between my pussy lips and the cheeks of my bum so when I'd bend over standing up to fix my shoelaces I knew they'd see everything from behind because I practiced it in the mirror first. 

"To me this was a real game I enjoyed for years and I never got into strife but I'm sure a lot of older men and some younger ones sure got an eyeful. I did it more for older guys though as they were more my father's age group, figuring they must be out of touch with young pussies at their age and I'd give them a cheap thrill no harm done."

"Jenny that's incredible you going to all that trouble. I never did anything like that You really must like being an exhibitionist then. You don't do that now, surely?"

Jenny laughs at the suggestion. "Oh no, I'm a lot more discreet now but even though I still did some of that with my pussy shaved right through my teens The last time I did those supermarket and bus station stunts I was 17 at the time and I used to wear a tight thin sweater without my bra so my nipples stood out and that made sure some eyes would follow me around the aisles.

"I always put on a very short mini skirt with a little thong under it and made sure it slipped into the crack of my pussy so they'd see more than my bum. It was really a repeat of what I did at first only as a schoolgirl teenager I had a fatter pussy.I was turning men on and I'd get wet knowing it, not that I wanted any of them of course. One man's wife caught him looking and I heard her giving him an earful when I scooted off."

All this fascinates Alison as she was the opposite of Jenny in those same years. Inquisitive about sex but never one to step out of line with her strict foster parents after she was adopted by them as a baby. 

"Tell me Jenny, what was it that made you get so interested so early. Maybe you were born with that in you?"

"Alison I was a little devil in those early years. Daddy never knew but I used to sneak along the hallway after they put me to bed and this was when I was only turning eight and I'd listen to them making love from outside the door in the dark.( Chapter 8) I didn't know what they were doing but I figured whatever it was momma sure liked it and I knew my daddy was good to her and making her happy all those times." 

"What? You did that more than once?

"Yes. I know it sounds very naughty of me but I was just very curious. You know what girls are like at that age, well I could hardly ask any questions or they'd know I was out of bed and spying on them. The only time I got a clue about things when I heard mom say something about that's enough of the vibrator, put it back in the drawer and let's do the real thing. I didn't know what a vibrator was or even what the real thing was. Then another time I heard daddy say open your legs wider. Well I knew what was between my legs so I guessed lovemaking had something to do with him putting something in there. I'd go to my room and pretend with myself. 

"Tell you what Alison, daddy doesn't know to this very day and it was a really big mystery to him but a few years later when I was 11 and was giving myself those early orgasms I wanted something bigger and it occurred to me that maybe daddy might still had mom's vibrator packed away. I waited until he went shopping and said he'd be out for about two hours and I very carefully searched through the drawers in mom's dressing table and wow, there it was in this box wrapped in brown paper. I took it out and got the surprise of my life. I'd never seen a vibrator and it seemed huge then as I was not even a teen so measuring eight inches long and shaped like a man's cock I was trembling with excitement and didn't know what to do. I didn't expect this. I didn't know what a vibrator was supposed to look like. In fact, I thought all men's cocks must be like this. I bet most men wish the same, too!" 

So what did you do?" 

"I put the box back empty and wrapped it up the same way and made sure everything looked like I hadn't been to the drawer and took it to my room. I knew daddy would be away for at least another hour and so I had a good look at it and discovered it ran on batteries but when I tried to make it run the little batteries were flat. Lucky for me daddy kept those things in the garage so I raced out and found four that fitted. I made sure I bought some the same size the next day and replaced them."

"And," says Alison, "now you've got me intrigued I hope it didn't stop there. It's turning me on hearing this and to think I was filled with my early days guilt playing with my clit so often and seeing how far I could feel inside me!"

Jenny laughs. "Well certainly not from what I found out since that but to finish that story I went back and put it to work over my panties and it was so powerful on my pussy I had to keep stopping."

"Did you come?"

"Oh yes, it was something like I never felt before. I had to keep putting it on and switching it off as I was not used to a constant vibration like that on the top of my pussy. I was doing it on and off and getting my breath back every time; I mean I was really panting for breath when I got so worked up. I only used to get a little out of breath having my clit orgasms before then but this orgasm was out of this world for my tender body.

"My whole body seemed to rock when this incredible feeling came over me from down below my stomach. It seemed to go right through me. My toes curled up tight and a wonderful feeling went through my head. I cried out and it was so strong I rolled over moaning and fell off the bed. I just lay there trying to get my breath back. It's just as well I was on my own in the house at the time. Ever since then I wanted to do it again and again as I realised it was mom's toy and I so much wanted to be like her. I used it quite a lot right through my school days."

"Good on you, and lucky you getting away with that. Did you put it in or just hold it over your clit?"

"Alison, this is Jenny you are talking to. Of course I put it in me; well, eventually but only a few inches or more for a while. That's all I ever needed to go right off and at first I was real careful not to get too daring. I had two orgasms when I did that the first time, but probably because in my mind I was so excited. I was wheezing for breath at the end."

"How did you keep that a secret so long? Didn't he ever know you pinched it?" 

"I don't know. But one day he was cursing out loud like he'd lost something and when he came down the stairs I asked him what was wrong but he didn't want to talk about it. I mean, I was hardly going to be asked if I'd taken his wife's vibrator in case I hadn't, and then he'd know I'd go looking for it being the little vamp I was.

"He ended up thinking he must have thrown some things into the garbage by mistake one day when he was cleaning up some of mom's possessions nearly three years after she died. But soon after that day I knew he went looking through my room - the dresser drawers, my wardrobe and toy boxes. I think he must have given up eventually really believing he threw it out because the memories were too hurtful." 

"Gee that's incredible Jenny, but where could you hide it all those years?"

"In my pillow case. My bed had several pillows and it was always my job to take the covers off and put them in the washing machine so I made sure that one was never uncovered. It was at the bottom and I made my own bed and daddy never came into my room except that day I think he was searching in desperation for the vibrator. Mind you, I still went into his room in a saucy way but always got ordered back to my room. I was a fair little devil. The poor man."

A sudden thought comes to her mind, something she's busting to tell Alison knowing she's only just started working at Dr Felicity Feelgood's sex therapist clinic.

"Listen to this. Did you know that Dr Felicity has a fucking machine in her private room at the back of the clinic?" 

"What? She's got a machine there? What sort of machine are you talking about? 

"It's a fucking machine."

Alison thinks Jenny is getting loose with her speech after talking horny for too long. "I've only just started working there Jenny and I know she's got a big private area there as she once slept over and I think it's for when she works late on private research and may even get changed or shower there. You know, but apart from a coffee machine or something, what sort of machine are you talking about?"

"I'm trying to tell you, it's a fucking machine"

Exasperated, Alison speaks more loudly. "Jenny in plain language, not the magic word, what kind of machine does she have that's so important?"

"Alison it's a fucking machine. That's what's it called. I was like you when I first saw it. I asked what it was and Dr Hans said exactly that and I thought he was getting crude with me thinking I didn't care how he spoke as I consented to be tested for orgasm responses. We had to unlock her private room to get access to this big bed in there and there it was. Dr Hans said he didn't know she had one either when I asked him what it was for.

"Anyway he ended up saying that it's a side of Dr Felicity's personality he didn't know about and he's only a stand-by therapist but she might be bi or into some levels of BDSM to have one of those. Apparently it's a fetish thing; the woman is continually fucked by this dick shaped thing that can be regulated to various speeds to suit from slow, medium, fast and extra fast. Actually and to be honest, it made me think that I'd like to see how it goes and the only way is to make an appointment with Felicity and make out I can't get orgasms unless I get continual thrusting inside and no man can last long enough to satisfy me before blowing. Then she might put me on the machine. I'm into anything daring and different as long as it's not dangerous."

Alison is stoked. "Jenny you really are amazing. I would never have thought of a story like that but I honestly didn't know she was into that kind of thing. Wow, she must be not as demure as I thought. Maybe we can go there at the same time as I'd like to see how it works too, and I'm still a virgin."

"What? You'd get turned on watching that happen to me and you're still a virgin after all those years of having your daddy massage you? "Jenny still can't believe it and thinks Alison is foxing about fucking.

"Yeah, I'm sure I'd get the hots for you if I saw something like that happening. It sounds pretty cool and you are a sexy chick you know. I can't take my eyes off your lips when you talk." "Alison, don't tell me you're bi, I'd never have guessed."

"Well not actually but I'm very curious and at times the thought of kissing another chick my age does sort of turn me on. If I can arrange an appointment for you with Dr Felicity and tell her why you need some special intensive treatment for your supposed problem will you let me in on it?"




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 12



"How can you make that happen? It's meant to be a private consultation, even if she agrees." "Well I'll tell her you are a very close friend of mine and we are, you know, that way inclined to each other but as much as you need her help to get orgasms with extended penetration you'll only agree to go there if I can be there with you to give you more confidence. And anyway, I can say I have the same problem so I might get a shot at the machine thing, too."

"Alison that's really clever. Okay, go for an appointment a week after we get your pussy pierced. That should give her something extra to look at anyway. I'll be at my best convincing Dr Felicity that I can't get orgasms unless I have lots of extended penetration or if it's shorter time, really hard and fast stuff and the men can't deliver it to my satisfaction. She should buy that and that I need you like a comfort cushion so I'll go through with it. Let's face it, if Dr Felicity is bi like Dr Hans suggests, she might like the idea of having two chicks to have on hand. I mean literally have on hand."

"I can vouch for the fact she's a very attractive lady, and she's the one who chose me for the job after interviewing quite a few applicants. Maybe she has pretty good intuition about me being potentially both ways."

Alison's hand touches Jenny's for a moment but the elder teen doesn't flinch. "Tell me, do you have a boyfriend?" the young curly hair blonde asks.

"Oh heavens no. I don't want a boyfriend at this stage. Too many options out there to explore first. I've got my step daddy and my randy boss Raymond to keep me occupied for now. My step daddy is as close as it gets to a boyfriend. Remember what I told you how I wanted him to love me like he did mom when I was much younger? Well I'm old enough now and I can have my way at last. He's still just as handsome and sexy in my eyes and I love to taste his cum." 

"Really? You mean you like the taste of that?"

"Sure. I'll have my tongue wagging out when we get to those hot strippers you told me about and I expect you to not let me down by backing out and standing back. I want to see it on your face. "But listen to this. This will tickle your fancy.

"I came home from work early just two weeks ago and accidentally caught my favourite man masturbating on the lounge with one of those silly imitation pussies. I felt really sorry for him knowing how much he was missing out on without a wife and me, his hot daughter, yearning for the past nine years to suck his cock. He didn't know I was home as I came in quietly when I heard voices. It was a woman's voice and I first thought he had female company. I got instantly jealous. 

"It turned out to be a porno movie. Thank God he was facing away from me and had the sound turned up so I sneaked out again and came home half an hour later."

"What happened?"

"First I sat in the car all that time. I got such a shock and suddenly it dawned on me all the years he has missed what most men take for granted because he was so caring about my welfare. I decided right there and then to put an end to his misery and make him do it to me instead of some silly sex toy. Daddy used to tell me over and over when I pestered him that when I turned 18 he would love me like me loved my mom. 

"I remember saying please make it in the same place momma used to lie with him and show me what he did with her. He promised he would only when I turned 18. 

"Do you think that's disgusting of me Alison to put it on him so long ago?"

"Not really. You were being normal not really knowing the pressure you put on him. I think the message you were trying to get across to your stepfather was that you felt such a strong and natural bond in family love that you wanted to be as close as it can get. That meant to him, one day you wanted him inside you or you wanted his cum on your face or your tongue as the nearest best thing once you were old enough and so he couldn't get into trouble. 

"He knew what you were getting at but he respected you and needed to protect you when in his situation he could have weakened and then later on in your life you'd blame him for taking your innocence despite how much you asked for it. I think the man is incredibly responsible to knock back a hot thing like you even that long ago.

"Sorry, I'm getting you off the track. I must know what happened. You came back to the house so go on."

"That's right. Back on track now. This is me 18 and clean. So after parking around the corner long enough to let him finish I returned to the house and parked my Beamer and walked in as he was getting out of the shower with just a towel around his waist. Ha, how convenient, I thought for what I had in mind.

"The towel came to the bottom of his cock as I could just see the tip of it because I'm all eyes for his cock but he didn't know I saw even that little bit. I begged him to stay right like he was I wanted to show him something I just bought and made him sit on the lounge in just his bath towel. He's so sweet he did just that for me and I raced in, got my gear off real quick and put on this fantastic micro bikini that's the big rage in Europe right now, especially in places where women can show off. I bought it to be deliberately provocative one day in front of him to get him to want me but when I saw him putting that lovely big cock in that sex toy that was it for me. 

"He opened his eyes and there I was right in front of his face, all sweet 18 and clean and he was looking straight at my cute pussy because these micro bikinis hardly hide anything. At first he was horrified I could wear anything as brazen as thing anywhere in public and then I made it worse saying I got it so I could wear it to tease my boss when we go on an interstate trip soon."

Alison's got her head resting in her hand, elbow on the table, fascinated with Jenny's audacity and sheer confidence in her. "You said he was horrified so how did you get him to do anything after that?"

"Well first I wanted him to admit to me it was sexy as at first he said it was disgustingly rude. I said in my sweet innocent voice like I was back in my tweeny years."Daddy if you were at the beach lying on the sand and a nice looking girl happened to stand near you in this kind of micro bikini showing everything as you saw on me just now, tell me you would not look at her."

"Ha! "I got him. He admitted that he would look because it was an outrageous thing for a girl to wear in public. Then I got him to say if he saw that he'd think it's sexy, really sexy. So once he said that I got him to admit looking at me in the exact same thing was sexy, too. Then to top it off I got him to admit looking at me really did turn him on. Anyway, his cock was already erect; I could see that under the towel. It was too big to hide so I trapped him one way or the other. I knew this was my best chance to do something ever since I hounded him all those years back.

"I said to stay where he was on the lounge as I had another surprise for him. I raced into the kitchen because he's crazy about honey and I came back out with nothing on at all, his eyes still shut and I lay at his feet and poured honey over both my nipples. Then I cried out in my youngest sounding voice that I'd spilt honey on me and quick daddy, lick it up.

"He opened his eyes and nearly fell over his tongue when he saw me lying there nude on the floor. He jumped to my side and was lucky my tits like crazy to get the honey off me. I think he knew this was my way of finally getting him to have sex with me after all my years wanting to play with it, not just see it. While he was doing such a good job and actually sucking my nipples quite hard I tipped the jar over my pussy and screamed out again in my little girl voice to help me clean it up.

"Oh boy, just watching him do that was worth waiting those nine years because my pussy was saturated and he licked it feverishly all over until there was no sign of any honey. But my honey pot was really ready for him."

Alison is agog. "Jenny, you're making me wet just imagining what it must have been like. You are just incredible though. How did it finish up?"

"Oh ever so beautiful. I got my first orgasm with him right there without getting up off the floor. Then he fucked me as well right where I wanted it on mom's side of the bed. I come again-twice actually." 

"Lucky girl," smiles Alison with a glint in her eyes for Jenny.

"Will you ever admit to stealing your mom's vibrator after all these years?" 

"Maybe I should. I still use it. As you know, most girls our age have some kind of vibrator in their bedroom now they're so easy to buy and there' it's not taboo maybe like it was so many years ago so maybe what I could do is surprise him one night. Just walk in his bedroom with it one night and ask him to show me how he used it on mom.

"Hey look at the time Alison, we'd better get back to work in the next five minutes."

"So what's on your plate this week Jen? 

You don't have to go back to see Dr Hans as he's gone with Felicity back running the clinic."

"He wants me to see this hypnotherapist fellow straight away saying he's the only one who can instil in my mind some form of sexual moderation. I can't imagine someone trying to hypnotise me with the strong mind I've got but I suppose he can have a go. Dr Hans says my libido is exceptionally high so it's up to me."

"So you'll go to him then? Alison smiles, already knowing the exhibitionist's answer. 

"Yes" when I get back to the office I'll book it in because if he's really good I might come to my senses."

CONTINUING: In Chapter 13 (about July 30) Jenny puts a hypnotherapist in a real trance and she joins the 18 year-old receptionist Alison in facing up to her first facial at the underground all girls' male strippers rock disco where anything goes. After that, in ch 14, Dr Felicity's fucking machine has two keen teens lining up and the pussy piercer gets a sexy 18 year-old new customer.  



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 13



Jenny, the hot office 18 year-old teaser with the Playboy centrefold body simply enjoys turning men on, especially when she's out of reach and they can't touch. She's lost count of the number of guys from 20 years of age to the seniors -- who she's sure would pull their dick thinking about what they'd like to do if they got her alone behind closed doors.

But this spicy exhibitionist is very selective and gets her kicks out of acting innocent in front of a stranger provided it's a safe situation. She prefers to end up with a business professional in his consulting room for added challenge to make him uneasy about his ethics and so the tease can take longer. She uses the excuse it's a professional visit. She's about to arrive for her appointment with the hypnotherapist.

The only time she'll break tradition in her flirtatious exhibitionist sex play is if it's an attractive enough older man such as an upcoming opportunity with the father of her sex therapist's receptionist Alison, also 18. Older men are real fun as a receptive turn-on for her because she figures the older they are the longer they've craved for the sight and feel of a firm young body in next-to-nothing underwear or less. Besides, they're more experienced and at her young age she can pretend to be innocent and even naive for added eroticism.

It's a going to be a busy and even sexier two weeks ahead for the buxom 38-22-34 inch ' hour glass' figure teenager with her hypnotherapist visit first up, then just days later her new friend, Alison, the receptionist for tberapist Dr Felicity Feelgood, has secured an appointment on her behalf with the bi oriented consultant so Jenny can talk her into putting her on the fucking machine Alison discovered that the doctor has hidden in a private area of her large consulting rooms. Jenny's excuse for that visit is that she's frustrated for vaginal orgasm as the men in her life just don't last long enough to satisfy her. She really just wants to compare the marvel of a machine to the method of a macho man. That's her all over, a tight teasing teenager but with the sexy Latina looks of a sensuously savage hot fucker. And if Dr Felicity gets fresh with her, she can handle that too (upcoming chapter 14).

After that she joins the receptive receptionist Alison at the Prague styled underground hardcore fully dressed females only male stripper disco dance party where sexy chicks can shamelessly act out their dirty fantasies. Jenny and Alison won't have to be acting though.

After that episode she's visiting Alison's house to sunbake nude with her for some titillating and calamitous clitoral type fun involving a long denied daddy, and the week later she's taking Alison to the clit piercer for an erotic erogenous experience. It's a sexy life in the fast lane for a tenacious teen that's not tied to tradition. Poor girl, this author doesn't give her much rest so he blames the Lit readers for keeping him at the keyboard.

Right now Jenny's driving her gleaming Beamer -- a gift from her randy filthy rich boss Raymond - to see the new in town hypnotherapist purportedly about her exhibitionist excesses, and him being a stranger to her area it makes him more interesting. She can use that excuse she's got a problem just for the opportunity to tie him in knots as she turns him on but deny him his dalliance. Ironically, the man she rings happens to be called Dr JG Dalliance. How convenient, she thinks, with a name like that it ought to be interesting She's explained over the phone to him her that a sex therapist she saw recently suggested hypnotherapy could possibly help after he could do nothing but conclude she was very healthy with a very high libido but had a rather pronounced fetish for flashing. Can he moderate her "me me" meanderings? 

The 44 year-old Dr Dalliance, now looking forward to her coming into his consulting rooms, is delighted to help and can't believe his luck moving to this part of the country after coming from another state. Since he arrived and set up shingle just 14 days ago four of his first seven patients are no older than 21, all females. Alice 21, then the ponytail next door neighbour Sheena 18, and not to forget, the retired company secretary he saw a week ago who brought his brat schoolgirl niece in earlier today over her bad behavioural attitude because even her own mother doesn't know what to do.

She was a real handful, giving him a hard time unbeknown to her uncle as he sat beside the brat talking to the hypnotherapist while the precocious smarty pants kept rolling her tongue around her lips at him to put him off listening to what her uncle was trying to say. Still, he got through the session, hypnotised the little know-all so successfully she's been trusted to turn up in a week's time to continue her treatment. His job is to make her have more respect for her elders and he knows how best to do it. However, this already sullied Sally will use her guile to get on top of his efforts to put her in her place. She's a real little smart arse. (Readers diary this saucy encounters to run re Dr Dalliance in 'Alice Manipulated' Ch11 series, two episodes away about Sept 10).

So what a welcome relief it is for him to know juicy Jenny is on her way for her appointment. She's a problem of another kind though because she's got no intention of taking too much notice of the hypnotherapist either, but for different reasons. Unlike the soon-to-see-again young saucy Sally, Jenny's not going to be nasty in how she speaks to him; well not too much anyway. However, the mind games are on and it will be more fun than messing for medals at the Beijing Olympics. Her strong willpower won't allow her to be hypnotised. He doesn't know that and he doesn't know the kind of control games she likes to play with men to churn them up inside. She'll pretend she's hypnotised if need be, and make the consultation a big prick teasing experience to goad him into going ga ga over her sexiness.

This is what turns her on the most, pretending to be naive and innocent yet dressing in a most provocative way to make any man's head turn and send his mind spinning. She likes to control the man's mind and since Dr Dalliance is a man using hypnosis the challenge is irresistible.

She's wearing red six-inch high heel shoes which makes her long shapely legs look even sexier in the white pleated micro mini skirt that's only just comes two inches below the top of her legs standing up and set off by her new micro bikini red underwear of the kind designed for nudist beaches with its thin strip of material barely covering the clitoris but once worn, pulls into the vagina below her clit. Her opaque white cotton blouse accentuates her half cup red silk lace bra that promotes an eye catching cleavage and allows her two-inch high pointed puffy nipples to sit up and outwards against the blouse. Miss Universe eat your heart out. Jenny's a joy to behold. Right down to her matching red painted fingernail polish and red lip gloss, her white skirt, white blouse and contrasting jet black long pony tail she's is poetry in motion with her gentle sway.

He smiles broadly when he sets eyes on her for the first time, inviting her to take a seat in his expansive consulting room. "What seems to be the problem young lady," he asks. 

"Like I said on the phone, my boss, my father, my friends, my sex therapist all seem to think I'm an exhibitionist and that I need help because I don't seem to be able to help myself."

This impresses him immediately and he feels at home with her problem in an instant as he's always on the lookout for a sexy encounter he can easily cover up through hypnotism. The beautiful looking 18 year-old is a stunning sight with such long shapely legs in her complementary micro short skirt. Jenny sits facing him well knowing he's fixed on her thighs as much as looking into her eyes as they talk. It all seems too easy for him. Jenny will make it hard for him though.

"Why do you do it, flaunt yourself when you are already an obviously very attractive young lady?" he asks to get her talking. "After all, I can imagine a young women who's not so pretty in the face but has a smashing figure can be excused for drawing attention to her better assets but you have it all top to toe so what's going on in your mind?"

"Been doing it for ages," she replies. "Like I told the sex therapist, when I was a cheeky kid growing up I lost my mom very early in my life and literally threw myself at my stepfather craving for that extra affection I wanted. He never remarried and was only married to mom for just less than a year before she died so he became my sole focus in life over the past ten years.

"Of course while I was being naughty all the time driving him nuts he was the perfect gentleman as they say, a good stand-in father who waited until I turned 18 not very long ago before he had sex with me."

Her sudden admission surprises, and somewhat excites him. "He's had intercourse with you, his daughter?"

"I just said that didn't I? I turned 18 that day so it was my best birthday present. Ha! So being a man I suppose you thought it was earlier; well not with him," she says with a tinge of well practiced sarcasm in her voice. "He's my stepfather anyway, not my real father Ronald who was really nice to me too, but he let me down bad by shooting through with a woman where he worked and he never came back. Funny though, I still think of him about when it was good because he taught me how to handle myself. My stepfather though is my Mister Magic; he presses all the right buttons in me including the one....you know where. Oh I waited for so long for it again.

"Just the same young lady, the very fact you put him under so much pressure seems to fit with the assessment you tell me the sex therapists gave about you. You appear to be a hot looking prick teaser going through life having fun but still clamouring for attention and extra affection. That's why you come here dressed the way you are."

His words are so close to home it annoys her so she snaps back. "Well you sure don't mind taking a good look, you haven't kept your eyes off my thighs since I sat down. Lucky for you I'm dressed this way; it must make your day. Anyway as far as me chasing after my stepfather it wasn't for sex like I bet you think, it was just to see if his cock was bigger."

"What do you mean, bigger? Bigger than what?"

"Well I'd only ever seen one before hadn't I so I wanted to see if my stepfather's was bigger. All chicks get curious about the size of the thing that helped bring them into the world and I was no different with my real daddy. I knew how big his was and I got was curious about the size of my step daddy's. My real father Ronald is past history now but he does ring me up sometimes to see how I turned out but he never says where he's calling from. He says one day he'll surprise me, but he'll never get back in the door while my stepfather is around. Jenny doesn't know it yet but they agree to meet in a hotel lobby for a friendly one-off reunion after he calls her again in a month's time.

Dr Dalliance is trying to figure out where Jenny is coming from right now."Okay then about size comparisons, that seems important to you and your exhibitionist ways so what did you find out?"

"Well basically one was as good as the other in different ways. My step daddy's is maybe an inch longer just over eight inches but daddy Ron well his was thicker, or wider however you say it."

"It's called girth," he suggests.

"Okay whatever," she shrugs. "I guess I take after my mom, you should have seen her, better than me now even, I just take after her; daddy says I'm her replica in looks and attitude. So Jenny likes more of, not less of if you know what I mean. I mean, heck, what do I mean? I mean it's about a man's masculinity. Do I have to spell it out for you? Seeing a man's cock standing up and feeling how hard it is and what it can do is pretty special. Does that make sense now?"

"Not really but it doesn't matter as long as you know what you're talking about." He's more interested in getting her undressed somehow than her yabbering about days long gone by, but he also wants to keep her in a sexy frame of mind and she seems keen to talk sexy, no doubt, he's sure, to agitate him in her look but don't touch power play with men.

"Well Jenny in any case I can see your situation is something I come across in my work, it's called father fixation. Your daddy can't do anything wrong, can he?"

"Which one? I had two you know? I suppose you mean my stepfather. "That's right, he can't, he's the most lovable man in the world to me and I sure won't be leaving home early to shack up with some immature young guy just to look modern when I can share home and my bed with a real man so don't go making assertions that he's put it into me earlier than I make out because that's not so."

"Of course Jenny, I must take your word for it but naturally you'd say that anyway. Was it the cuddle or the cock you felt you were missing out on?"

"Now what would you think doctor? What a silly question," she snaps lightly to bring him down. "Of course it was his cock. It's an important part of intercourse, of course, and in my last three years at high school I got sick and tired of class mates at school bragging to me how they could get it and they were dogs to look at even if they did have good bodies. I was the prettiest girl in my classes and with the best figure I might add but no sex. It didn't seem right that the best looking chicks miss out because guys assume they've got a steady and instead they go for the chicks that are more likely to give them sex to say they have someone."

"Hmm, I can understand your frustration in that case, but you wouldn't be on your own that is for sure. So it had to be daddy then if the boys thought you were untouchable. Was there anything special about him to make you so ambitious you had to hound him?"

"Oh, just everything. But he was -- and still is -- a beautiful man, he really loves me and brought me up just perfect on his own after my mom died in an accident if yuou can call a drunk driver an accident. But like I told you he never laid a finger, let alone a hand on me and I wanted him to. He kept saying not yet, not yet, not yet. I just wanted to lie beside him and cuddle him and feel his muscles and feel nice and cosy with him so close but no way. I was so disappointed all that time."

He just smiles, trying to imagine it. "Jenny in your teens it's all so romantic and girls think that way but he was right. Just being so close to you would stimulate him and he knew that so he preserved the peace as a nice way to put it."

"You sound like you're on his side against me," she retorts with a bit of bite in her voice. How would you know, you weren't there to be my judge."

"No dear but he knew best. Yes, like it or not father knows best."

"But I would have been satisfied just to hold it, not even to do anything. Well, I'll take that back, I came right out one day and asked him to give me a facial and he thought I meant him paying for me to go to a beauty parlour and chided me for wasting money when I was already quite pretty with flawless complexion and that's when I told him my complexion's good because I had facials before he married mom.

"Well, did he go off at me, the first time I saw him get angry. I was told to go to my room and get back to my studies but I wanted to think he was just jealous."

"Jenny that's quite remarkable but just remember father knows best."

"Sure doc, but just remember I had two fathers and there's the difference. Anyway you're supposed to be helping me, where's this hypnotherapy thing you're supposed to be doing instead of trying to look up my skirt all the time. Don't think I haven't noticed; a girl always knows when someone's checking them out."

"I'll ignore that young lady but for your information I have these kinds of talks with my clients to get background on their concerns so when they are under hypnosis I can put questions to them, based on that background and usually get a much more accurate answer than I'm likely to get otherwise.

"For example, what single thing can you nominate that made you so determined to get around your stepfather if you could?

"Ha, that's an easy one. I've already told you that. See, again you're not listening to me, you're looking at me instead, your eyes don't seem to miss a thing every time I cross my legs. I hope you're enjoying it because that's as close as it gets. As I said, I wanted to see how big he was down there and compare them. If you were a chick you'd k now why. Goodness me, my mom was so sexy and I had her genes in me. My real father, I called him daddy Ron and he called me Smoochie, explained things to me the best he could but not when mom was there because they often used to argue

"I'm just rapt in my new father, my stepfather. Now he really made mom happy and gave her great orgasms until the day she died."

"How did you know that?"

"Because I'd sneak out of my bedroom at night and get outside their bedroom door in the dark listening to them making love and taking notice of how mom cried out like she was way over the moon. I knew he must have been doing something right and I'd creep back to my room and rub my clit wishing I was in bed with him. I did it lots of times. 

"All I can say you were very lucky you didn't get caught."

"You can say that again," she replies.

"All I can say you were very lucky you didn't get caught," he repeats. This time Jenny laughs and he feels he's cutting through the ice a bit. "

"I suppose you could say that. Of course I had no idea of what he was actually doing except to know it must have been good. Then one night when I was on my hands and knees listening to them huffing and puffing and mom wailing I heard her cry out real excitedly for him to put it on her face, give me a facial she shouted. That's the only time I knew anything what was really happening. I felt good for her knowing she'd like it."

Now he's thoroughly turned on and keen to get the show on the road, to get her out of her raunchy clothes so he can feast on her showpiece beauty. Jenny can see his erection sticking out because like him, she's been taking a bo-peep as well. She likes to know her teasing game is working.

She's come dressed to make him forget his professional ethics and chooses her words deliberately to tantalise him. Everything she says to him is aimed at making him want her so she can use her female guile to deny him and have him tied up in knots emotionally. Woman power and it works. .Just to add heat she lets her legs relax a bit more so he can see her between her upper thighs with the shortest mini skirt riding high at the tops of her legs, now exposing the sexy red coloured micro bikini that, from where he sits, resembles nothing but a vertical piece of red material coming down the centre of her pussy, her fat labia majora lips completely bare and smooth and ever so inviting. It's killing him to have a good long look but she cuts him off at the pass every time. His cock aches.

"Am I boring you doctor with little naughty details or are you enjoying them? I think you're enjoying this little talk about sex and the single girl. Is this one way of getting your kicks?"

"Of course not; don't be insulting. In my field of work one has to know these things to know how to deal with the person's problem. Of course it requires a very frank discussion, after all it's perfectly private."

"Oh I'm sure it is if only the walls had ears," she teases. "Do you find me attractive, doctor?" she asks with an innocent voice that catches him off guard as she switches one leg over the other. "Both my daddies found me irresistible, especially when I'd get around at home in just my underwear." She's looking at the size of the bulge in his pants and it suddenly occurs to her that this guy, all 40-odd years of him, might have a big dick. She's a real sucker for big cocks.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 13



"Oh Jenny, I've only just met you but of course you are attractive. You are at that age when a young woman is like a breath of fresh air on a hot summer's day."

"So you think I'm hot maybe?"

Perplexed, he splutters "You're certainly sexy I can say that but are you always like this? I can see why someone sent you to see me. You do project yourself rather well."

"My tits you mean?"

"No, I didn't mean that but yes, they project out really well. What I mean is this, are you always as straight forward as this in front of a man?"

"Like what? I haven't done anything?"

"Of course not but..."

"Can't a girl dress how she wants, like a short skirt without men craning their necks for a better view?"

"What!" he exclaims. "I'll have you know...."

"It's all right doctor I'm just kidding you but why don't you admit you're either carrying a weapon there in your pants or you're just excited to see me. Come on, be honest."

"Well...it's, it's."

"You've got an erection I can see the damn thing! Don't tell me you're not horny. I bet if you get the chance to undress some of your patients, the nice looking ones anyway you do it. That's what happens isn't it?"

"That's preposterous, you can't say that, how would you know about that. You weren't here."

"Ha! You just admitted it. You've done it. I was right. Who was she?"

"I'm not telling you any such thing the whole idea is quite absurd."

Jenny starts to unbutton her blouse to reveal her stunning cleavage and stares him in the eye. "Okay doctor, level with me. I'll take my blouse off if you tell me how old she was."

"That's ridiculous! I've never heard such crap coming from a patient."

Jenny's banking on being right from her on intuition and she wants to flush him out for the sheer fun of it, not caring one hoot about what he might have or might not have done on the job. "Doctor your patient is getting impatient I'll unbutton it all if you level with me? No one will know, so how old was she?"

He's so eager to get her in a compromising situation he buckles. Jenny smiles like she always does when she cracks the male ego. "All right then damn you, she's 18 and lives just next door."

"Oooh how cosy," Jenny teases. "Does she have big firm tits like mine or little ones nice to nibble on?" He groans as she takes off her blouse and the top part of her big puffy nipple are jutting out over the low cut lace bra.

"Yes, She has big ones, but not quite as big as yours. My god, you have incredible breasts you should be in one of those glamour magazines."

"That's a bit old hat doc, the guys don't buy them anymore, and you've heard of the internet, that's where they go. I bet you do too."

"That's none of your business what I do."

"So this cute lady with the big firm tits is out like a light under your hypnotic charm and you undress her. That's it? You don't even fondle them? Not much I'll bet. Tell me you touched her."

"Cut it out, you're being even more ridiculous now. I'll not tell you any such thing."

"I bet you will if I agree to let you feel my breasts because I won't let you hypnotise me unless you do so you might as well have your fun now. Now come on doc, you touched her eh? Was it good? Did she know about it?"

"Will you take your bra off and let me feel them if I tell you?"

"Of course, I like a man's hands on my breasts especially when they're shaking like yours. You will need something to hold on to in a minute." She takes off her bra and the magnificent sight he wants to enjoy is suddenly his -- but she steps back as he goes to feel them.

"Hang on a minute. No touching yet, Tell me what you did first."

"You win, damn you. I got her to dance naked for me, making out I was her daddy because they spent a lot of time together in her room at night after her mother went to bed. It was her mother's idea to see me, not the young woman's idea. (Dr Dalliance in Alice Manipulated Ch 9 --hot )

"Ooh, saucy stuff eh? Having a sexy young chick like that stripped off and dancing just for you."

"She thought it was years ago, I merely made an auto suggestion in her mind and she went on with it. She was dancing for him, not for me." He races over to her and fondles her breasts but she stands back to stop him getting too carried away. 

"And I suppose that's what you had in mind for me too, eh? What about it doc?"

"No, that's crazy. It never crossed my mind." 

"I bet it didn't," she teases. "I think I'd like to know a bit more about what happens when you put a nice innocent young woman under your spell. Was it a snack or full course menu?"

"Stop it Jenny, stop trying to invent things. You promised I could feel your tits if I told you that so how about it?"

She relents but gives him just a mere minute of fun to agonise him. "I want to know a bit more if you want a bit more. This is turning me on doc, how's your cock? Is she blonde brunette, redhead, black, auburn and she must have a name? Tell me or no more tit for tat.

"And it's getting hot in here Dr Dalliance, I could take my skirt off and I'll only have my teeny g-string open bikini thing on with my high heel shoes. You must want to see more of me surely."

He looks gloatingly and nods.

"Oh you never give up. She's a pony tail blonde called Sheena. Are you happy now?"

"Not near enough, now you've got me interested in things sexy. So what happened after she was dancing naked for you, oh yes, thinking it was schoolgirl days to please her daddy no doubt?"

"You are putting me on the spot all the time and I don't like it. What happens between my patients and I are strictly private."

"Well, not just at this moment. Here's the deal. You come clean and tell me exactly what happened and I might yet let you try to hypnotise me. This pony tail chick my age didn't dance all night like in My Fair Lady so what did she do?"

"Ahem, she went down on me."

"You lecherous dirty old man! Ha! Isn't it amazing how a flash and a quick feel of my sexy body can make you unlock your dirty little secrets. Getting gobbled by a pony tail with nice tits and she's your next door neighbour coming to you for advice. How dirty. How delicious!

"I've got to know more. If you got her to go that far surely you didn't go to sleep on the job. What happened next?"

"Jenny, this is getting very messy now and I've got a professional reputation to uphold. I'm not saying anymore except that what she did was because she thought she was doing it with her father. You know how some idolise their daddy so much they...."

"Now don't you go jumping to any conclusions about me trying to compare me with her just because we're both 18 and got hot tits. Do tell me more; I don't stop anything half way."

"No damn you, you stand there topless and think you run this place giving me orders to satisfy your own sexual fantasies. None of this is your business you know that and I'm not saying another word."

"Oh all right then doctor, I'll put my blouse back on now, it's just that I was going to take my skirt off as well to hear what else really happened between you and miss pony tail teen."

"You're only saying that to have me on. You've got no intentions. You stopped me from trying to suck your nipples."

"I sure did. I bet that Sheena chick didn't stop you from sucking on hers though since she was in your hypnotic trance. Not a bad way to earn a living if you can get away with it."

"Now you're being objectionable. She enjoyed it."

"Ah, just as I thought, this doctor really went for the doctor on this damsel in no dress. Ha!"

"I'm not a doctor, I'm a therapist."

"All right doctor therapist, I am now your patient and I'm a very sexy young woman. See how short my skirt is? I bet you've already wondered if I shave my pussy. Seven out of 10 chicks my age do so there, you don't have to look to find out. If you really do want to look but don't touch I'll take my mini skirt off so I'll only have my little g-string micro bikini left on and my six-inch high heel shoes. You'd like that so are you going to tell me the whole story?"

"Jenny, you are the absolute limit. You know very well I want to see you undressed so okay, I'll tell the rest."

She drops her skirt and steps out of it, a goddess-like statuesque beauty that sends his pulse racing. 

"I fucked her. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"Ohhhh, just as I thought. But did you do it or was it dear sweet daddy?"

"Oh damn, it was him. She was thinking it was him, it's just that I was the one enjoying it."

"Ahhh, I get the picture. Not a bad job this hypnotherapy. You get them to act out a fantasy or something real and you can fuck them and they don't know you did it?"

"Doctor you don't know me very well but I like these true event things they turn me on a bit. I'll think about that girl when I slip between the sheets tonight. I like climaxing over something that happened or could have happened."

He's still staring at the nude goddess. "My god, that's a breathtaking body you've got Jenny. What an outfit. I'd like to pull that little bit of material from over the top of your clit though so I can see how well developed it is. I've got a thing for well developed clits."

"Okay I'll only let you after you describe how she got it. Doggy? Missionary? On top?"

"Oh all right, it doesn't matter now, I may as well tell you. I did her face down in the wheelbarrow position and she went crazy." 

"Oooh sounds exciting. You made her come I gather."

"Yes, that's the general idea; I like to hear a woman enjoying it and see it in her face."

"And I suppose the younger she is the better?"

"Why not? Firm and fantastic, a man can't want more. What's more erotic than a young nubile woman?"

"You seem to think you're quite a stud, but I suppose you have an unfair advantage in this job if you can get away with it. So how long did you last in her being young like me? Ha, five or ten minutes?"

"Cut it out, more like 30 minutes easily. I know how to hold back and take my partner through a real experience so when she comes it's like an earthquake."

"Oh my, don't you just love yourself? Typical male bragging. I bet you didn't last more than 15 minutes if she was that sexy."

"Listen Jenny, I don't have to cop your cheek. I wasn't exaggerating. It was a good half hour and maybe a bit longer but not flat out all the time; I mean I'm not that good. Well, I told you how I gave her the orgasm so stick to your end of the bargain and pull that piece of red string away from your clit."

"Okay but just a look, no touché."

"God you drive a hard bargain, you're getting real bitchy. You expect me to look but I can't even touch you and that Sheena let me do the whole thing."

"Ha, now that's a laugh. She didn't let you, you made her think she was giving herself to someone she loved so don't try to compare me with her."

Jenny's enjoying making his balls ache for her. She can already gather his cock is not little by any means and she's such a sucker for the well endowed masculine shapes. As much as she dislikes the hypnotherapist for being so conceited she admits to herself he seems to have an athletic body so she rewards him for his tenacity by leaning back against the corner of his desk so he can gawk, but not touch, as he kneels subservient to her in front of her parted legs.

"You like nice smooth pussies don't you," she teases. "You like a nice big clit don't you. The guy who pierced my pussy was older than you and he spent a long time playing around with my pussy lips before he did the two piercings. I think he was mesmerised by what he saw" (Ch 5) He groans loudly "You're a prick teaser first class," he says raising his voice. "Come on spread your lips; let me see how you can open it up for a cock."

"Hang on buster; you're perving on me so I want to check you out too. That's only fair. Let me see if what you're packing inside that bulge is as big as your lust for little innocent ladies like the young ponytail next door."

He can't get out of his pants quick enough, panting as he gets tangled up and falls over on the floor and gives the girl something to giggle about. "Men are so hopeless," she chimes. "I saw your tongue hanging out panting for me. Did you trip over your tongue?"

"Oh grow up," he shouts. "There! Satisfied? Is it big enough?

"Oh well, what do we have here? Mmmm, it sure sits up well begging for me no doubt, but can you keep it up? "

"I told you I kept it up for easily 30 minutes until the young ponytail couldn't take any more so I'm not too bad for my age. Of course I can keep it up."

"Yes, so it seems, Mr Well Above Average and uncut too. All the men I've met in my short time having fun were circumcised, no doubt because of circumstances," she laughs. "I've been told that a man's cock is more sensitive when he's uncut. True or false?

"True of course but if you want to see guys uncut then go to Europe. The chicks there like them that way." She's convinced he's only saying that for his own benefit but she's thinking it could be more fun sliding that foreskin back and forth.

"It reminds me of my clitoris," she chirps.

"Naturally," he says sounding very learned. "That's because the clitoris hood is the female equivalent of the penis foreskin. Now can we get back to sex please, I want to enjoy you."

"Just a minute," she interrupts. "I never said you could have sex with me, you can only look -- so no good thinking you can go for the lick of your life although that might be fun, he he."

"I'll tell you what, I'll think about maybe giving you just one little bit of fun, you can lick my pussy or suck my tits but not both. But hang on, before I let you do that you are still holding out on one last thing about little miss ponytail next door. You said you gave her that great big orgasm so where did you unload? Inside her? On her breasts? Her face? Her pussy? Her tummy? The wall?

"Where she wanted it -- on the face and tongue and it was good to see her get a good dose so we were both pretty happy, only she thinks it was him, which is just as well for me."

"How do you know she'll never find out?"

"Because they never do. Provided they're properly hypnotised they'll do anything I ask them to do no qualms and it's bulldust for experts to say a woman under hypnosis won't undress and engage in sex because of some kind of sixth sense that it's wrong. They do it."

"So lucky fucky you. You'll probably do it again with her."

"Well, I've got a bit of a problem because she was only here late yesterday and I got a phone call from her demanding to see me, saying she found a big clump of her freshly shampooed hair all sticky when she got out of bed this morning and she wants to know how it got there." (next Alice Manipulated Ch 10)

"Oh boy," laughs Jenny. Good luck. Guys seem to get the best shot wrong time and time again. It's no use on the sheets, the floor or over her shoulder. So she got the biggest splash in her hair. That's hair-larious!" 

She's laughing but he's not. "No this is serious now. She's coming back to find out what was going on and how it come to be in her hair. I expect the worse."

"Serves you right. "Was it that much?"

"Yeah, I saw it happen. It couldn't be worse for me she got a real load the first shot; it would have covered an area the size of the bottom of a coffee mug. I just can't believe I forgot to clean it up, I was so careful in everything else."

"You were pretty worked up, huh?"

"Yeah, when a man is really horny he will come much harder in velocity and let go a bigger load so I'm in strife with her now I can see it coming. To make it worse she just showered and shampooed her hair before she saw me so no wonder she found something sticky in it."

"What are you going to say to her?"

"I'm frantic. No matter what I say she's going to know I've ejaculated in her hair."

"Good luck," you'll need it," she laughs. (reminder: see Alice Manipulated Ch 10).

"I've told you the story so stand up and I'll take up the option of sucking your breasts because it's no use me going down on you getting you all nice and wet if there's nothing else in it for me. And those great big nipples look so ripe so okay?"

"No!' she shouts. Jenny sits up and he can't believe she's denied him again. "What the hell is it this time for god's sake?"

"No, don't do anything. I'm going to make you earn your fun. If you think you are that good I defy you to hypnotise me because then I won't know what you do, but I'm warning you that you're wasting your time because I'm very strong willed and I'll fight it all the way so you won't be able to put me under. If you can't, I'm out of here and you Mister Expert can only dream about what could have been."

Jenny has no intentions of being hypnotised but she's a really good actor and will pretend to be just to see what he does. He relishes the challenge. "I'll have to take you my bed where I did Sheena, it's more comfortable," he insists.

"I don't care, it won't be for long anyway so go your hardest," she says following him in just her red high heel shoes. "Now lie still and listen carefully to me. We've had a long and interesting talk and you told me things about your past I'd like to know more about like you wanted to know more about my little session with Sheena next door."

Jenny does as she's told -- for a change and he goes through the same procedures for the next five minutes that put sassy Sheena into a deep sleep. Jenny is not that easy but she makes out she's going under by looking drowsy. In her mind she's decided to turn his little trick to her advantage by playing innocent and getting him turned on.

He's waving his hands in front of her eyes which are clearly wide open but that's how Sheena was too, in a trance and taking his directions and Jenny seems to be following only she's putting on a dreamy trance-like look as if she's miles away. Her arms and hands feel like dead weights as she's deliberately relaxed herself there expecting he'd check if she's got immediate muscle tension. He gets excited at the signs she's fallen into a deep trance. Whatever he's cooked up in his mind she'll serve it back to him fact or fiction as long as she thinks it's going to make him so horny that when he comes on her - and she's sure he will - it could be better than the serve he gave the ponytail Sheena.

His voice comes across softly to her as she lies prostrate on her back, arms by her side. "If you hear me you will smile for me now," he whispers. She smiles. He smiles too as he positions his cock near her face. She's looking directly at it as if in a stupor. He's sucked in already.

"Hey Smoochie, daddy Ron has something for you that you like, tell me what you like first?"

Oh my god, she thinks, he's still on that father comparison thing and he even remembers my nickname. Jenny should be in Hollywood. She puts on her best innocent sounding girlish voice turning back the clock for him. "Smoochie pussy wants to lick and Smoochie pussy wants to be licked, she giggles as girlishly as she can. "Smoochie wants big boomer again, will I get boomer?"

"Oh yeah, you sure can. Let me kiss you there first." The dirty doctor is ready to demonstrate. Big boomer, he thinks, is that what she called it? How original. He loves this hypnotherapy, it gives him the real insight about what goes on inside their head.

After his drawn out slanging match with Jenny he's finally getting his face down between her shapely teen thighs and landing his outstretched tongue on to her succulent pussy lips. She's on guard to not give the game away so she can't be herself this time. 

"Oh! Oh! Gee daddy that's so good. Do it again like that" she purrs in disguised tone. "My pussy feels like it's being licked by a big dog." (she had to throw that one in) He starts lapping into her faster when he hears that, and she's lapping it up while he's lapping away in the wet stroke for stroke good enough to emulate American Michael Phelps winning his record eight gold swim medal at Beijing.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 13



"Oooooh that' so nice," she moans louder and louder in her best juvenile sounding voice so she doesn't sound like the woman he's had a long verbal joust with before the fun starts. " I want it like you promised. Ohhh, yes, so good, so good, oh daddy it's so goood. I can feel your tongue inside me and I'm so wet again. Yes daddy, like that, I love it, I love it. I love it, oooooh yeees."

He hears her moans and sighs and thinks to himself, ah, just as I thought. He's convinced she's hypnotised and she's harping back to things she did she makes out she didn't. Right now this bird is singing like a cock robin. He stops licking and starts sucking on her clit and this is something that always makes Jenny go overboard. 

"Smoochie, this is your favourite," he announces as he goes down on her engorged clit and sucking the entire clitoris top to bottom up in his mouth, stretching it upwards as high as it can go and masterfully mixing up the sucking and twisting turns of his tongue on her glans. She's twitching about on her bum and he knows she loves it. The chick good enough to be on a Playboy cover is totally uncovered and he's into her honey pot. His cock can't wait for its turn.

She's going off her head writhing about as his mouth savages her sweet spot mercilessly. He stops for breath, his face wet from being buried into her curvaceous cunt." Smoochie likes it doesn't she? Tell daddy the truth," he says as he gloats over her nude body, her erect nipples standing up like miniature lighthouses on a rocky outcrop. What's daddy doing now?"

"Sucking my pu..pussy," she replies in a jerky voice as she sexual tension rises high inside her."Don't stop dd daa dee., don't stop. Oh!.Oh! I love it! Oooooh tha...that's it! Ohhh, keep gg..going. Stay th th there, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, the spot, d..dd..do it dd daa dee! Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes! oh it's soooo goooood. Daddy it's happening again, oh my god!. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh Ohhhh!" 

Jenny intended faking her orgasm, but he's so good she can't stand it any longer and her climax is rapidly approaching, coming more quickly this time. She's puffing and panting, her chest heaving and her breathing short and fast. "Oh daddy, oh daddy, it's happening again, that feeling, I'm going to come! Oh my god, oh my god, oh yes! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!. Yeeeeeeees!" She arches her back off the bed and stares at him with a wild look as the sense of absolute euphoria sweeps everything aside, the tremors gripping her lower region as sexual tension escapes at last in her final loud gasping cry. 

Nature has been kind to females of all ages who feel this indescribable sensation and can't wait for another like it once they know how to pleasure themselves whether six or seventy. Jenny started very young too, and always finds the next one seems to get better. She slumps back, her heartbeat still racing, surprised at the intensity of the orgasm he gave her. She knows that the ponytail teen Sheena really must have enjoyed him too.

She lies there just trying to get her breath back and remembers just in time to continue the fantasy he's delving into in his lust for something different. "Oh it was so beautiful daddy, is that what you mean making me come? It was great, I love it."

Ýes Smooch, I made you come."

"Daddy what's the difference then in making me come and giving me cum?" she asks in her innocent accent. 

This catches him by surprise, a cute one from the left field. "Well Smooch, when you come, that's what just happened, you get very excited and out of breath and have this fantastic feeling and then suddenly you feel very relaxed. It's good for the nervous system and very healthy as it releases bad tension. Everyone should have it more often. Now cum is just a nickname for daddy's cream that I put on your face to make your skin nice and glossy. Women like it because it's good for their complexion."

"Am I getting some today?"

"You bet, it's been two weeks now."

"Daddy I like you licking me down there. Will you keep doing it for me?"

"Only as long as you want me to. Now what's the name of that special place?"

"My pussy."

"No, not that" 

"Pussy, my little pussy?

"No the naughty name. That one."

"My cunt."

"Say it again, Smoochie, say the whole sentence like I taught you."

"I like you licking my cunt."

"Ah, that's better Now don't go around talking like that because cunt is a banned word but it's what we call it when we get very excited."

"Oh yes, I get excited when you play with my cunt." Can I have some boomer now?" He makes me come too but he's so big are you sure I can fit him in?"

"Of course you can. I just have to make sure you are nice and wet down there because my cock boomer likes to go where it's slippery and easy to move. That's why I prepare you properly," he says as he fingers Jenny until she's moaning lightly and he can feel she's well oiled for action. This is his big moment, fucking 18 year-old Sheena was fantastic and Jenny goes up a notch.

He whispers in her ear, "tell me you want daddy's cock after making out you were never fucked before." He's put her on the spot but it's too late to turn back now so Jenny joyfully joins the mood on a new level. It's real to him but it's fantasy to her. "Daddy put your cock in me. Give me boomer again I love to feel it inside me."

"How would you like it precious?"

"Oh daddy I don't k now, we've tried six different ways so what's best?"

"Listen, there are a hundred variations of the same basic six or seven positions Smoochie and I'm not a contortionist to try some of the weird ones but just for today which one did you like best?"

"All of them," she replies with a girly giggle. Jenny is enjoying this. 

"No, just pick one, I already know you enjoy all of them as you always come with a good orgasm no matter."

"Okay daddy, maybe the one where you lay me on my back and hold my legs up and open and hang on to them behind my knees and so you can see my mouth open making those noises you like."

"My god, you're a super daughter. You like to make me happy don't you."

"But of course daadee."

Jenny is struggling to contain herself and twice she almost breaks out laughing but manages to hold her nerve and maintain his fantasy. He spreads her legs on the edge of the bed and lifts them up as he gently moves big boomer into the love slot, wetting the entrance with his saliva. It's warm but not wet on the outside but inside it's wet and wild. All eight inches of hard but pliable flesh is starting to penetrate her vagina and for Jenny, that's no problem, but on this occasion it's not the therapist, it's daddy Ron.

"Ooooh daddy, it's so tight going in, please go slower," she sings softly. "You must be bigger since last time. It feels bigger. Ooooh! That's better, it's ooooh! I can feel it going in so deep. Ahhh, that feels so big inside me I can feel it going back and forth, it's so good. Keep going keep going keep going."

"You like being fucked don't you Smoochie?"

"Oh yes! Don't stop. I can't believe it's so big and it's in me, right inside me. Keep going like that daddy, it's so....it's so...ooooh my god that's beautiful."

The size of the hypnotherapist's cock is just what the patient ordered and this doctor is delivering real stork big time. Jenny's getting heated inside, her juices percolating around his penis. She's struggling again to hold her composure and barely manages to hold her act together while she's enjoying his cock so much. She doesn't want to stuff it up now and make him realise she's not hypnotised.

"What am I doing Smoochie?" he calls out. 

"Fucking me daddy."

"Where?"

"In my cunt, in my cunt, oooh yeees, in my cunt."

He pile drives it into Jenny with gay abandon but this man's a heterosexual hero when he can let loose his dick on something as delightful as sex goddess Jenny. Half an hour passes and he's been varying his strokes and pace to get as much out of the moment as he can. Daddy Ron's never had it so good with his Smoochie if ever he did, and putting it into her is easier than he thought. Thank god for making vagina's stretch lengthways and in width to accommodate cocks of all kinds and sizes provided they're prepared properly. 

Pushing it all the way in and almost taking it out and then plunging full length again with fiercer thrusts is driving Jenny crazy. Smoochie's hardly shut up moaning but even though Jenny keeps her sounds like that of yesterday she can't escape the fact he's fucked her good and proper and he wants to come in her face. She loves getting a facial.

Jenny's jerky voice is evident as her breathing rate increases much faster as sexual tension builds inside her loins that seem to be on fire as his big phallus drills into her, brushing the sides of her vaginal tunnel and caressing across her sensitive cervix upstream. He's drilling faster and using twisting motions to bounce his rocket head around the surfaces of her cave, pushing into the highly sensitive erogenous areas, thrusting, twisting and thrusting, twisting and thrusting but now he's going faster and Jenny's reaching the orgasmic plateau -- another climax is coming. Smoochie's birthdays are all coming at once as she starts to shriek ecstatically, unable to contain her emotions in the blissful carnage consuming her senses

Her face shows it all. "Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god," she shouts. "Daddy! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she cries loudly, her head rolling from one side to the other. His Smoochie is so engulfed in passion she's got her teeth clamped into the soft skin of her upper arm leaving a bruising love bite where she grits her teeth as she comes emotionally, physically and unrestrained. She releases her teeth from her arm and shouts the words that mean so much "Daaaaadddddeeeee!" she cries loudly as her pelvic muscles grip his cock tightly and contractions hit her like seizures and her head spins in a state of euphoria no one has yet adequately understood. The triumphant therapist has fucked her well and truly, so much so she's really fucked. 

He quickly pulls big boomer out and Smoochie Jenny takes the full stream of his cum across her tender face. Her mouth is wide open overcoming the avalanche of desire rewarded and trying to get her breath back as his sperm lands on her tongue, across her forehead, her nose, both cheeks, around her mouth and is left dripping from her upper teeth and chin in massive white sticky bursts that even surprises him. The strength of his ejaculation was enhanced by the sheer thrill of knowing who he was doing it to, in his mind, Jenny at two different times of her life. It's not easy to do that at the same time. Another facial for Smoochie and she's so happy once she can get her breath back.

Minutes in the afterglow she's still lying there as the tremors recede into passive peacefulness. He moves quickly to snap her out of the trance he thinks she's been locked in. Jenny has fooled him but giving away some of her pride was worth it. She makes out she doesn't know what happened, then her hand goes to her face and she feels the messy facial and looks at the sticky residue over her fingers. She sucks it off.

"You fucked me and come all over me you dirty mongrel. How dare you! You took advantage of me like you did to that other girl."

"Don't blame me. It wasn't me, it was someone called Ron, and you kept referring to him as if he was your father." He conveniently forgets that he put Ron's name to her at the start of proceedings.

"Well that's because my real father was called Ron but he's not in my life anymore."

"Well Jenny, he sure was for the past 45 minutes. He'd have a smile on his face if he could see you now, his grown up daughter sitting here naked with his cum all over your face."

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Catch Jenny in upcoming Chapter 14 when she breezes into the bi doctor Felicity Feelgood's consulting rooms with an outrageous reason for being put on the therapist's fucking machine. This one should please bi oriented readers as well as those who go for Jenny's hard cock tilt on life.



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 14



SUMMARY: In this chapter the hot office prick teaser Jenny and her equally well endowed 18 year-old friend Alison encounter a riveting experience on the end of a fucking machine in bi-oriented Dr Felicity Feelgood’s sex therapist’s private parlour. The two friends pretend they are bi-oriented and want to be together but can’t get a vaginal orgasm with their boyfriends and seek the therapist’s advice hoping she will use the pile driving cock machine on them. 



Dr Felicity Feelgood is back from her week-long sex therapist’s national convention and her young receptionist Alison, 18, in her first week working there has found out in her employer’s absence that the doctor has a fucking machine and other odd things stored in a room she keeps locked at the back of her large consulting practice.

Thanks to her new friend, the 18 year-old office prick teaser and ultimate exhibitionist Jenny, faking the need to see the stand-in therapist, Dr Hans a week ago, the keys to her locked room were used by him to take hot Jenny into a more private area for ‘advanced’ therapy.

Once Jenny finds out something exciting that could add a new dimension to her high libido she wants to know more so she’s arranged for Alison to secure a booking with Dr Feelgood on the premise she can’t get a vaginal orgasm.

Felicity Feelgood is always keen to be seen in the company of an attractive young woman in the hope she can cajole her into things better than a talk. Her own bi orientation makes her welcome the new appointment and she thanks Alison for her help.

Jenny wants Alison to join in and the only way she can make it happen is to make out that she and Alison are bi-sexually very close and she needs her there to boost her confidence in front of a total stranger. This suits Dr Felicity as she chose Alison as her receptionist from a field of job seekers because of her youth, her good looks and a certain air of innocence with her curly blonde locks and of course, her 37-inch firm breasts. 

The female doctor hasn’t got big breasts but she’s a sucker for women who are enjoyably endowed with them and if they’re young and firm, all the better. She’ll find that Jenny, 38 inches firm around her puffy nipples is perfect and her new receptionist Alison is almost equally good. The doctor insists she can only see Jenny at the end of the day, just before closing time so there will be no interruptions.

Alison is more timid than Jenny, who’s so confident sexually and the curly hair blond smiles when Dr Felicity agrees to see them together after Alison makes out she has a similar problem. The doctor doesn’t know that they know she’s got her own fucking machine and the two teenagers are just hoping she’ll trot it out to end their curiosity.

It’s rare opportunities like this for the bi doctor to have an excuse for using the huge phallus designed machine on someone other than herself likes she does when she stays back after dark doing her ‘research,’ and it’s even better when two pretty young women are prepared to be in the same consultation. Felicity knows this is not all cut and dried and she must somehow get both the 18 year-olds into a sexy frame of mind in order to coax them into something that could be too daunting for them, especially her receptionist who comes across as timid.

What the therapist doesn’t know about them is that Jenny’s had an enjoyable overnight hotel love-in with a 30 year-old woman from the country on holidays - a naughty rather raunchy fling set up by her randy boss Raymond to feed his fantasies and rewarding her with a diamond necklace for doing it. Alison, on the other hand, doesn’t give her boss any clues about her sexual diversity but the youngster’s already given hints to Jenny that she’s turned on by Jenny’s style and her sexy lips especially.

Jenny arrives on time and is greeted by the smiling curly hair blonde as they give each other a platonic hug. “Great to see you gain Jenny after our lovely lunch the other day and wow, I like the big diamond shape cut in the front of your top there. I bet your boss didn’t miss much in that outfit. How do you get away with it in a big office?”

“Easy Alison, I just make the other women jealous they haven’t got my figure to wear this and why should I care about what they think anyway. Raymond likes my dress sense and I only have to please the boss,” she says with a light laugh, adding “I wonder what you have to do today to please your boss Felicity.”

“One way to find out, I’ll let her know you’re here and see if she’s ready to see us together,” she replies, squeezing Jenny’s hand as goes picks up the inter-office phone. “She’s ready, cross fingers we can get to see the machine.” Alison closes the front entrance door and hangs up the ‘closed’ sign.

“Don’t forget, we want her to think we are into experimental things that should give her some ideas eh?” Jenny whispers, undoing the two top buttons of the curly blonde’s blouse so that it shows a healthy teenage cleavage. “If she’s really bi she’s more likely to make a move on us if she thinks we’re that way inclined so we need to do a good job pretending we are and then we can drop hints about needing a mechanical man.” 

“I won’t have to pretend too much Jenny where you’re involved, you really get to me and I’ve always wondered what it could be like to have a little dalliance with someone the same sex,” Alison whispers back. They walk into the consultant’s big office hand in hand, the apparent affection immediately noticed by the older woman.

“Hello Jenny, it’s nice to meet you,” the rather tall redhead therapist says in a low, friendly but almost sexy sounding voice. “Please take a seat, you too, Alison.” She notices the receptionist’s blouse is partly undone and assumes Jenny has been kissing her friend in the outer office. 

Jenny’s first impression of the therapist is that she looks younger than her 40 years and could easily pass for early 30s, standing 5 feet 10 inches – three more than Jenny – and a slim figure with much smaller breasts than the two teenagers, but capped by big puffy nipples that push out without any bra against her office style cotton blouse. 

Felicity Feelgood is feeling good and she’s good at letting her feelings make her mind wander when opportunity knocks. Two buxom teenagers sitting in her office, the front door closed for the day and they want help in how to get vaginal orgasms. It couldn’t have happened to a kinkier therapist who hides her deep passion for lust helping any other patient sort out their sexual problems without blinking an eyelid, but looking at Jenny and Alison, her mind is ticking over fast how to get these two good looking and shapely young women into some kind of playtime to spice up her lonely life. She knows she can’t scare them off or it could be a long time before such an opportunity comes along again. Noticing their apparent fondness of each other encourages her to be more daring. She looks at them and smiles, a heavenly sort of smile. This could be heaven, she thinks. 

“Before we start, I’d like to make this more of a social atmosphere,” she announces, “as sometimes in these kinds of rather personal consultations it gets too clinical and I thought it would be easier for you two girls to be more relaxed and open up for me, so how about a nice glass of bubbly wine to ease those nerves?”

“Count me in,” says Jenny and Alice quickly agrees. The therapist goes to a kitchenette in another room to fetch the wine from a refrigerator. Jenny moves her chair alongside Alison and whispers in her ear. “She’s nicer looking than I thought. If she asks anything about us doing anything together leave it to me to answer and I’ll make out you were that woman I stayed overnight with last month at the Ritz to please my boss.” (Chapter 6) 

“You don’t have to coax me to feel friendly with you Jenny, the moment I first set eyes on you at the restaurant I had this funny intuition that we could, you know...It must be certain chemistry or something. I’m not gay but I really feel like I can enjoy having a fling with a chick too as much as I want a man.”

Dr Feelgood returns with two bottles of cold bubbly, an ice bucket, and three flute glasses and after pouring the wine out hands it to them with a big smile. “There you are Alison and there, Jenny,” she says “I can’t help notice that lovely blouse you’re wearing Jenny, I can imagine your boss must like to see you wearing something that makes those lovely breasts of yours so, ah, so accessible.” The therapist is not wasting time, throwing out a direct and immediate sexually linked comment so early in their discussion to test the two girls’ moods.

“He likes it but the other women at work hate me,” she answers. I’ve got to admit I’m what the men call a prick teaser and the women call an exhibitionist, it just goes back to my childhood but I’m not here for that, I’m here about not getting satisfied.” 

“Yes, so Alison informs me when she booked you in and I believe you two are very close friends. I didn’t realise my new receptionist suffered from this problem although I’m not surprised as so many young men today don’t give their woman the time they needs to be fully relaxed and wet enough below for hard sex. Whatever happened to a little bit of lead-up romancing to get their lady thoroughly in the mood? “

Jenny puts her arm around Alison to make out they are romantically inclined and gives her an orchestrated light kiss sensing this will get the suspected bi-oriented older woman to take them more seriously and in the end, lead them to the fucking machine, which apparently is the therapist’s dark secret.

She looks at Alison as though she’s assessing her. “Alison I must say that day I interviewed you for the job and you started here on the Monday and I was away for that week at a convention, I must say I think I made a really good choice just looking at you now and how you go about your work so diligently. You beat quite a number of other young women for the job but I said to myself that a woman’s intuition tells her what to do and although you were meek as a church mouse that day I had the feeling that behind that girl’s teenage face there’s a real woman ready to explore new horizons.”

Alison laughs nervously well aware of what she’s leading up to but never suspecting her boss was bi until the relieving therapist Dr Hans mentioned it casually. “Now, since you two beautiful young ladies are looking to me to help you I want you to know I can help you as this is my specialty,” she says looking intently at their innocent 18 year-old faces.

“Your problem not achieving vaginal orgasm is quite common actually but most of my patients coming here about sexual satisfaction are older than you two young ladies. I put that down to older women feeling they’ve been cheated out of the ultimate orgasm too long but usually teenage girls like you two don’t know any different. Besides in this day and age many teenagers can now procure their own personal vibrators for private pleasure, is that how it is with you two beautiful young ladies? I think women know how to please other women if you know what I mean,” she adds to throw out a hint for any reciprocal signs.

Alison looks to Jenny to answer and the more confident of the two birds chirps up willingly. “I’ve been using my mom’s vibrator since I was 11 but only because she died when I was eight and my stepfather packed it away before I found it among her things.” 

“Oh that’s rather ingenious of you doing that when you weren’t even a teenager so how did you get away with it? Didn’t your stepfather find out or did he encourage you to use it?” (Ch 11)

“No, he never found out because I hid it under the pillows of my bed and I always make my own bed and do the washing so he doesn’t go near the bed to know. I had it there right through my primary and secondary school years. When I was eight I used to sneak down the hallway after they went to bed at night and I often listened to them making love in the dark. They never knew I was there and my heart was always racing. I didn’t know what they were doing except that they were having some kind of sex but I couldn’t see them without being noticed. Then one night I heard mom say quite clearly for daddy to put the damn vibrator back in the box and leave it in the drawer and give her the real thing.

“Later that year mom died in an accident and it wasn’t until three years later, in fact the night of my 11th birthday I was lying in bed touching myself feeling good and I wondered whatever happened to mom’s vibrator....am I boring you with this doctor?”  

“No, not at all,” answers the therapist. “I’d like to know what turns you on.”

“Well then,” I waited for a day when my stepfather would be out of the house for a few hours and I went looking for it. I found it in a box that was wrapped in pink tissue paper in mom’s dressing table drawers. I got the shock of my life when I took it out. There I was just a sneaky cheeky 11 year-old kid holding this nine-inch vibrator shaped identical to a man’s cock with all the imitation blood vessels, especially the big vein, and the head looked so real I was trembling. It was shaking in my hand. I didn’t know a man’s cock was that big so I thought that’s how they all must be like. I put the box back after wrapping it up the same to hide that anything was disturbed, took the vibrator to my room and got off on it.”

Felicity really feels good hearing this, a voluptuous teenager with a sense of sexual adventure. It’s getting more promising so she pours them a second glass as Jenny finishes her little escapade. “I had to keep switching it on and off as it was too powerful for my inexperienced clit but I kept going and got this almighty orgasm that made me drop the vibrator and roll over moaning uncontrollably. I ended up falling off the bed it was so strong a feeling as I pretended it was my step daddy’s cock pressing on my pussy. I wanted him so much to fuck me even then once I knew more about sex from some of the older girls at school.

“The closest I got was putting the vibrator inside me and I was really surprised being just 11 that it went in all the way no trouble but no wonder I was so excited I got pretty wet there, After that I did it often, pretending it was him but I waited another seven years for him to actually do it to me.”

“That’s an interesting story Jenny I’m glad you shared that with me as it’s nice to know what turns you young girls on. Talking of that, you two seem quite close so have you been experimenting together, a strap-on dildo perhaps?”

“Heavens no,” says Jenny. “We haven’t come to that although it sounds fun. I wouldn’t know where to get one of those things anyway. We just like kissing and sharing our tongues a lot but we do go down on each other sometimes, that’s true isn’t it Alison?” 

“Oh yes, yes. Jenny is just something out of this world. The only curly hair you ever see on her pussy is my tight blonde curls with my head buried in there,” she says boldly, ending with a laugh.

The chatter remains light and convivial for Felicity to raise the mood setting to the next level as she cracks the second bottle of wine and fills their glasses. 

“Okay girls, so you are here and you obviously like sex both of you. What’s the real problem? Tell me what you want most of all? Is it just a vaginal orgasm or something even better?”

Surprisingly, the meeker Alison speaks first. “Doctor, Jenny and I have discussed this several times being, you know, pretty close, and we just can’t get a man to stay the distance with us in bed long enough to give us a vaginal orgasm. I haven’t even had an orgasm from my g-spot inside my pussy because I don’t know how to find the damn thing.”

Jenny joins in. “That’s right, it’s a big let down when a guy gets inside you and goes for his life thinking I’m on cloud nine and next thing he’s done. They all get so worked up fucking me they are fucked before I come and I’m really sick of it. Maybe I should put an ad in the paper for Superman or maybe a robot that can keep going real hard until I can’t stand it any longer and come big time. That’s what we two are missing out on.”

Felicity feels extra good now. She decides to strike. She gets out from behind her desk and walks up to them, stroking each girl gently on the sides of their faces and around their neck, sending a little shiver through Alison in particular. “You poor things,” she moons. “It’s so terrible when a man lets you down like that and I know how you feel because there wouldn’t be a woman anywhere who hasn’t felt disappointed in sex. I know I’ve had my disappointments too so I know how you both must feel.

“Let’s finish this bottle of wine, I think there’s a way I can help you both,” she asserts, thinking more about how she can help herself to them. The girls finish their fourth glass and it’s just enough to make them relax more wondering if their little ruse will work and if they’ll ever get to see the fucking machine, let alone try it out.

“Girls the reason I asked you if it’s purely the vaginal orgasm you’re after or something even better is because sexual satisfaction is about stimulating the mind, not just the sex organs and erogenous zones of our bodies. The best sex starts and is driven from your brain. For example, if your boyfriend wants sex and your mind says no, it’s not the right time for whatever reason, you’re not going to get 

turned on are you? Being dry down there is no fun and especially if he’s got a bigger than average one you need to be really turned on “ Both teenagers nod, agreeing readily as though they’ve been there and found it out.

“Let me ask you young ladies a simple question....when you fantasise touching yourself does your mind wander to you imagining yourself doing things you wouldn’t normally do? Something taboo sort of?” 

“What do you mean exactly?” asks Jenny making out that they’re fairly innocent despite throwing out signals to the older woman that the teenagers have leanings towards each other. 

“Well, I’ll try to explain, for example men have different fantasies to women and like all fantasies we enjoy them privately but it doesn’t mean we actually go out there in the big wide world and actually carry them out. Of course, some people do but most don’t. “Jenny, what did you fantasise most about when you first discovered the sexuality of your body?”

Jenny’s at home on this one.”My daddy, I used to touch myself shutting my eyes pretending he was touching me and it was his fingers inside me and then his cock was inside me and I got really turned on.”

“That’s nice and normal; how about you Alison?”

“Well, I guess I’m pretty much like Jenny there, I’m an only child too and since I was nine my daddy – he’s really strict and religious like – I sunbake at home in our private courtyard and he puts the cream all over me to protect my skin and every time he goes over my pussy I get so wet I wish he’d put his fingers inside me and something more. He’s been doing it all those years right up to now with me naked (Ch 12) and even though I’m old enough for him to do it, he doesn’t go any further and it drives me crazy wanting him to go that bit further as I love him so much being really good to me since I was adopted as a baby.”

Dr Felicity is feeling her way into a compromising situation with the two young spunks. “That’s good too, Alison, and while you girls think that way growing up you might be surprised to know that most men, even the religious ones, have fantasises about young nubile bodies. To them, there’s few things more exciting as something that’s out of reach yet so close, for example putting their fingers into a prepubescent daughter and giving her an orgasm and for some, going all the way just imagining them enjoying it like an older girl would. It’s a man’s big kick but very few will ever admit to it that’s why fantasies are fun, it’s where adults can indulge deliciously and come without the guilt.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 14



“I have a client, a woman, who’s on her church committee and she confesses she has an orgasm in sex with her husband when she pretends with her eyes shut that it’s really her son. She gets off on that seeing him grow up from a kid to a high school senior knowing he’s got a big dick and one day catching him masturbating when it was too late for him to stop ejaculating with a big pool of cum over his thighs. Ever since she’s wanted a facial from him but can’t bring herself to steer him into it so she just pretends.”

All three women are wet below once the subject stays on enjoying sex long enough. 

“So you think our fathers could have fantasies about fucking us when we were not even teenagers?” Jenny asks. “Most definitely,” answers the sex therapist. “I can’t divulge private client information but I can only tell you I have patients who need I counsel who feel real guilt about giving their young daughters oral orgasms and I’m not talking about double digit age, a few years earlier than that, so while most just get turned on by the thought of it, some can’t resist temptation and they continue once they see the girl enjoys it.” Her comments make Jenny feel good in front of Dr Feelgood.

“ I wish my stepfather was like that then, I used to flirt around him so much ever since I was eight but no way. That’s how I turned into my exhibitionist nature I’m sure trying to get attention that was never satisfied as a kid. Now it’s an adult game for me,” says Jenny in a confessional mood.

Dr Felicity wants to get the girls to think about female to female fun not dubious dirty-minded daddies, uncles, cousins or neighbours so she takes a bold step to up the ante. “Tell me Alison, when you and Jenny kiss and you get passionate with each other – Alison wishes it were true as it’s only a fantasy so far – what’s really in your mind?”

“When Jenny kisses me and our tongues and especially when she sucks my tongue I really fantasise she could fuck me, you know, with one of those dildo things but we haven’t done that”

“Could you do that Jenny? Would you fuck your friend knowing she wants you so much?”

Jenny’s put on the spot now and can’t say anything else but agree or the sham is exposed. She only suspects Alison has leanings towards but hearing her say she fantasises over being dildoed by her new friend comes as a shock. “I’d like to do that yes but I don’t have that sort of toy and we really, I mean really wish we knew how we could get hold of those big mechanical things they call fucking machines. I’ve seen them on the internet. They are just awesome!”

Felicity knows the time is right to cajole both girls her way for her indulgence. “I have a surprise for you two young ladies, I just happen to have two of those things in another more private room here that Alison doesn’t know about. Now there’s only one way I could put you on them if you really want to indulge with me.”

“What’s that? asks Jenny.

“Let me confess one of my fantasies now girls, I get off when I can enjoy the touch of another woman in bed and I just happen to have a bed in my private quarters out back. You didn’t know that did you Alison?”

“No I didn’t,” she lies since Jenny told her when Felicity’s relieving sex therapist Dr Hans led her there ( Chapters 10 & 11) when Felicity was attending a week-long convention.

“I’ll tell you how I can help you girls with your problem and put a smile on my face too, come to my private room and if Jenny will use the strap on dildo on Alison and both of you undress for me to engage in some frolicking on my queen size bed I’ll put you both on the fucking machines. I’ve got two actually, one’s called a Sybian, where you sit on top of the big vibrator and the vibrations really get intense as it swirls around and there you go Alison, it will find your g-spot over and over and you’ll have cascading orgasms guaranteed. So what do you think? Are you feeling adventurous?”

Alison looks at Jenny for guidance. “Let’s be adventurous then,” she says getting up out of the chair and holding her hand out to Alison who’s trembling inside. The blonde with the tight curly hair down to her shoulders has never had intercourse with anyone, has never had sex with anyone so it’s a huge step to take. Having Jenny with her gives her just enough encouragement to have sex with her own boss after hearing Jenny’s done things with her boss.

“That’s what I like to hear, follow me,” says the older woman, the two teenagers in tow. 

“First I’ll show you the fucking machines so you know I am not tricking you into having sex with me. But playtime comes first and when I’m satisfied I’ll line these up for you both. She opens a door adjacent to the kitchenette Jenny visited with Dar Hans when he made coffee for her and where they both discovered the female therapist’s darker side. 

“Oh my God, just look at it,” Alison says, mouth agape and hands covering her ears as if she doesn’t want to hear any evil. Jenny’s mouth is open too, but not as much but her eyes are popping. “Oh shit, just look at this!” she says feeling the end of the penis shaped cock as if she’s never seen it before. She’s seen but never felt it before.

Alison runs her fingers around the phallus, feeling it as if it’s real. “It feels so real, just like a man’s cock, look it even has the same shape at the end and it even feels horny. What’s it made of Felicity?”

Felicity is rapt that they are so excited. It will make them perform better for her in a minute when she gets them undressed and on her bed, one each side. ”It’s made of silicone and stuff that’s pliable like real flesh but rigid like an erection,” she says. “You’ll find it just like your boyfriend who’s been doing it to you but only better because this one says hard all the time and you can control how fast you want it you go.”

“Sounds cool,” says Jenny also fingering the phallus again and rubbing her hands up and down the shaft like she does to her step daddy nowadays. “It doesn’t come does it?” Alison asks innocently.

“No dear, it makes you come instead and that’s better.”

“It’s so big, how big is that thing?” 

“The whole shaft is 11 inches but it usually goes in to about seven or so but you can see it’s a bit thicker than the regular well hung guys are so us gals get the side friction all the time as well as the feeling of it deep inside. After all, our pussy walls are lined with the nerve endings that deliver the pleasure not the empty space in the middle, that’s where he gets the pleasure!” she laughs. 

“I think you girls must know by now though that the most orgasmic feeling we females get comes from the friction at the front end of our vagina, not way up the line where the same sensory nerves don’t exist.”

“Why then do so many women like a man deep inside if the best feeling is up the front end?”Alison questions the therapist. “Well, women like to get turned on just knowing a man is that far inside them, reaching for the womb so to speak, and the penis bumping over our cervix can be orgasmic for some of us but not comfortable for others. I guess it’s a psychological issue, just knowing a man is penetrating you and that you can’t get any closer than having someone deep inside like the feeling of it up to your stomach so that’s where some women get orgasms but created by the sensation of mind over matter.”

Alison doesn’t say anything as she’s never had intercourse and Jenny shuts up as she’s supposed to be complaining that when a man gets that far inside her nothing happens, and that’s why she wants to be put on the fucking machine. Privately though she knows her first vaginal orgasm came about realising the old masseur got her so stirred with his experienced hands that she wanted it all the way, climaxing with her mind spinning that the big dick senior was humping a teenager 40 years his junior. (M.J. Ch 3) 

Alison thinks she’d like to ride the Sybian machine first up when they come back to them. It will have her over a barrel – literally by its shape with her legs straddling and her vagina impaled on the stumpier but thicker erection tool. It’s not as daunting to her as the larger fucking machine and Felicity explains that it’s designed to not just pump upwards into the body but to stir vigorously to reach all the sensitive sexually stimulating nerve endings around the walls of the vagina, especially the spongy area on the anterior wall underneath the clitoris where the g-spot is located. This grouping of nerve endings and the sponge-like surface in only more recent times has researchers believing it’s part of the whole clitoris apparatus of the female body and develops its sensitivity in pre-pubescent years meaning that only the lack of discovery stops younger ones from enjoying euphoric orgasms.

“So what you’re saying Felicity is that a woman can have a stronger orgasm or at least more pleasure by using her mind while she’s enjoying sex, “Jenny asks but more for Alison’s benefit.

“Of course Jenny, that’s how it goes. Many people can only achieve the full release of sexual tension by fantasising in sex and it works for males and females. Some men seek out small bodied Asian chicks for example because they like to pretend they’re putting it in a much younger girl where it’s a tighter and more pleasurable fit, and some women likewise might pretend their husband or boyfriend is really a younger person or maybe even the milkman screwing them.”

“Oooh, it gets kinky doesn’t it,” sighs Jenny. “That’s the beauty of sexual relationships Jenny, a man can’t go to jail for what he’s thinking if it’s taboo and a woman doesn’t have to tell what she’s really thinking or who she’s thinking about.

“Mind you girls, the majority of lovers are really into each other while the flame burns brightly and they don’t need a fantasy fuck to get them across the line. Anyway, enough of all that, I’ve got to look after two beautiful teenage girls right now so how about I get you two undressed and I’ll get the dildo out so Jenny can give Alison something to sigh about. Then Alison it’s your turn, I’d like to see how you go down on Jenny, burying that lovely curly blonde head of hair between her thighs. I know you do it but I’d like to see you do it.

The three of them go to Felicity’s bedroom and the older woman’s desires are about to be realised. She wants to make it last as long as she can. “You know Jenny, just watching you looking at that mechanical device back there I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful you are. You both are really beautiful and it looks like I made a good choice with you Alison as my receptionist, not realising just how receptive you are to some sexy dalliance; you and I can do this more often now I know you’re bi-oriented like me.”

Alison’s horrified to hear her boss say that but she’s only just got the job and desperate to keep it as the pay is good (no wonder) so she just grins and nods which makes Felicity smile back approvingly, but Alison is inwardly somewhat fearful of what she’s in for when Jenny’s not there. 

“It turns you on seeing us getting undressed for you, doesn’t it Felicity?” Jenny says.

The older woman walks over to Jenny and feels her breasts, runs her hands down her sides and over her tight buttocks before looking the teenager straight in the eye with a serious expression. “Yes I do and with such heavenly bodies both of you, why not? Just as you’re desperate for me to put you on those fucking machines I must confess I’m just as keen to see you two making love to each other and then I’ll join in for a while before we go back to the machines. Sounds fair?” A tremor runs down Alison’s spine, being the only inexperienced person of the three.

The attractive junior receptionist stands wide-eyed at Jenny’s voluptuous figure; the sex goddess of her office is steaming hot even to another woman but in this case it’s another 18 year-old as well as the 40 year-old therapist. Alison unhooks her bra and steps out of her panties and for the first time Jenny sets her eyes on the blonde’s bulbous breasts with their slightly upturned broad areolas and thick nipples. She immediately imagines how those titty tips became so prominent after Alison’s religiously strict foster father massaged her breasts since she was nine in the year-in, year-out nude sunbaking sessions on their private sun deck with daddy making sure he pampered his loving adopted daughter with sunscreen creams over every inch of her body. (Ch 12). Ah, and admiring her new friend’s carefully cared for cunt, so bare and smooth, no shaving rash, with luscious well formed broad labia majora where a thoughtful foster daddy pampered her there too just as affectionately throughout nine years of summer seasons and countless tubes of soothing skin care lotions for a supple, sexy looking nude look, keeping her nakedness moist dry and glistening and a caring daddy ever so thankful he can look after a trusting only daughter this way. 

Felicity fetches the dildo for Jenny to use on Alison and both Alison and Jenny look in amazement at it. “Here you are girls, it’s the latest on the market, just released” Trust someone like Dr Feelgood to buy a new to the market dildo called the Feeldoe – the world’s first dildo designed without need of a strap-on harness. “There are several varieties and this one cost me $130 although several are less expensive but I like this one as you can use it solo or with a partner. See, the two-inch wide oval shaped end goes inside that cute pussy of your Jenny where you grip it by your vaginal walls and you can use it as a vibrator inside you with varying intensity while you thrust away into my lovely young receptionist with the penis shaped end. By the way, this toy was designed by a woman for women so you’ll notice at the base of the shaft the ridges there are to stimulate your clitoris while it vibrates inside you and you get the added excitement of seeing your lovely young friend here moaning in pleasure once you get that into her.”

“Wow,” says Jenny and grins at Alison who hopes she isn’t going to regret being an adventurous bi experimenter. 

Dr Felicity Feelgood sits back feeling herself real good while she watches Jenny’s fingers move to Alison’s moist pussy as they stand directly in front of her, their mouths circling around like two butterflies dancing and then latching on to the flower as their lips embrace for the very first time. It’s something neither girl contemplated happening even though it’s already privately crossed their minds they could hit it off together for harmless fun. 

Alison’s loud sighs and twitching of her hips tell the older woman that these two teenagers are in the mood for love and will be real push-over for some unscheduled extra curricula activity. Alison’s tongue is playing across Jenny’s, holding her around the back of her jet black pony tail as she presses her face passionately against hers so their mouths stay glued as one. Two sets of full glossy lips exploring, tasting, nibbling, opening and closing as sexual heat lights a fire in both of them. Alison can’t believe she’s got Jenny’s mouth smack against her own, breathing in her sensual scent as tongues tease, slither and slide around, both of them emitting loud mmmmmmmmmmmmm noises while Felicity fingers herself enjoying the spoils of being in charge.

Incredibly, it’s the timid one more the tiger here as Alison’s long restrained passion escapes and the young tigress starts to feel feral about her feelings over her new playmate. Jenny’s had one private love-in with another woman so it’s not her first but for Alison it’s breaking tradition and her pussy will probably drown the dildo once Jenny gets it inside her, she’s so turned on by Jenny’s closeness, her sexy invisible pheromones attractant, the lushness of her Latina lips, the signals she sends with her tongue and the way she uses her fingers down below has the blonde learner stoked.

Jenny’s working two and three fingers inside Alison and the young receptionist is so ready Jenny feels she could float a boat inside the love cave so she literally shoves Alison back on the bed and in her own mounting desire, grabs the young blonde’s legs and spreads them, pushing her flat on her back. She inserts the two-inch wide large oval egg shaped section between the lips of her own pussy, squeezes her vagina muscles around it and flicks a button so she can feel it vibrating inside her as she pierces Alison’s virgin pussy lips with the phallus and drives it full length into the young receptionist, albeit at a slow thrust to make sure it’s all right for her. Is it ever! 

Tight as she is, the virgin 18 year-old takes a deep breath and lets out a welcome “Uhh Uh” as she feels the slippery invader push into the depths of her vagina, squeezing the pliable walls outwards to accommodate something that looks more like the real thing and putting the skids under any notion to ever use a banana again in her bedroom.

“Uuuuhh! she puffs loudly and continues to moan lovingly as she feels the full length and two-inch thickness of the phallus finding its way down to her cervix where nothing’s ever been before. Emotionally, it’s an erotic and sexually exciting moment for this young lady, knowing it’s the shape of a man’s cock inside her and a double bonus that it’s sexy Jenny pile driving it into her. Jenny knows how to enjoy being fucked and she doesn’t fuck about giving it to Alison, the jet black pony tail teen thrusting for all she’s worth into the shoulder length curly hair blonde teen who’s squealing like a pig in poop – loving it, head down tail up and licking her lips. 

The vibrating egg shaped end of the dildo is throbbing inside Jenny and making her get erratic in some of her timing as she holds Alison by the back of her hips and pounds away, her friend now sounding like a broken record stringing out a constant “Oh! Uh! Oh! Uh! Oh! Uh! Oh! Uh! Oh! Uh! Oh! Uh! switching her head about and every so often giving a strained sort of a smile to her boss watching her intently. What looks like pain to a woman being fucked is just savage joy.

The slightly taller teen knows this is the first time anyone’s fucked the young blonde receptionist and she can’t believe she’s the one doing it. Felicity stares at the magnificent shape of their firm breasts only wishing she had tits half as big or half as sexy looking. She can’t wait to suck on them and to feel the teenagers’ fingers and tongues working between her legs once Jenny finishes fucking her girl friend. Felicity, twice the age of these teens, can’t restrain herself any longer just watching Jenny thrusting into her girlfriend, her black ponytail bouncing about. It’s too tempting to watch any longer and the older woman strips off as fast as she can and, kneeling over Alison’s face, whispers hoarsely “lick me, lick me out,” as she positions her pussy so her receptionist can answer her call to action. Jenny grins seeing their host putting it down on Alison’s face and noticing how Felicity throws her head back mouth open in a loud sigh as the young receptionist’s tongue makes contact. 

The three of them are acting more like lesbians with their searing passion than the more amendable bi-nature they claim as their privilege but Jenny doesn’t want to risk missing out on the fucking machine by making Alison come by vaginal intercourse with her so she eases up and wants Alison to take a turn now she’s tasted what it’s like. That suits Felicity too, as she can sit on Jenny’s face as well and continue to be licked by the other teenager. Such happiness when they all want something from each other.

It’s a weird feeling for Alison to be driving a penis-like phallus into another woman but being Jenny on the receiving end it’s a special moment. It’s much more than she ever hoped for when she played with her clit under her bed sheets at home fantasising about Jenny’s body heat and sheer sexuality after they first met over lunch and wishing one day they could kiss passionately.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 14



Felicity is having fun too, finding Jenny’s mouth is open for her to sit on and when she does she feels the hot wetness of the teenager’s tongue, surely nature’s most versatile sex organ, lapping into her vagina lips and pushing up to her engorged 40 year-old clit. Being twice as old makes it twice as pleasurable getting licked out by a hot teen. Young and old together in sex never fails to induce a sense of taboo-like erotic splendour. ‘Old’ for experience and ‘young’ for energy. May the good Lord always bless those that do.

The three of them have been at it for just over an hour, switching positions around so that Felicity gets a chance to penis pummel her young employee and Alison gets to fuck her boss; Jenny feels the joy of being licked out by Alison as well as moaning from the pleasure she gets from the 40 year-old female therapist who’s having the time of her life. Before Jenny phoned in for the phoney booking Dr Felicity Feelgood could only have dreamed of sharing such exquisite fun with two sexy 18 year-olds.

But after 80 minutes of what seems like the sex Olympics Felicity is getting tired. At 40 she’s twice as experienced sexually as she was at 20 but only half as energetic at 40 so she exercises her authority by calling a break in the mini orgy being enjoyed by these hot teenagers. “I think we’ll have a break girls, you two will go on all night by the looks of it. Now has anyone here missed out?”

“No” the two girls chorus so Felicity suggests she call on the fucking machines to wear them out like they seem to have worn her out. Her tongue aches from being overworked but it’s worth it, especially tasting these two ripe young pristine pussies on the one occasion. She’s already thinking of paying Alison three times her normal weekly wage for two hours of stay behind fun once a week.

“How was that Alison,” asks her boss, and the receptionist is alert enough to remember she’s not to reveal it’s her first time although it would have made the older woman twice as excited about her if she knew. “It was really good Felicity, it’s great having two different women giving me a thrill at the same time. I would never have guessed you were such a sexy woman the way you got into me like you did.”

“So you could do it again maybe when you’re in the mood?”

“I think so...no, I’m sure. It was just fantastic.”

“But would you let me give you an all-over massage after work one day?”

Alison looks at Jenny who’s discretely nodding so the curly hair blonde turns to Dr Felicity and smiles with a gentle shake of her head saying yes but inwardly hoping her boss is only joking. Her boss has more than a sensual body massage in mind and when the time comes for Alison to stay back one day after their 5 o’clock closing time. She noticed the raw passion young Alison exerted with her tongue in the older woman and the way she kissed Jenny and almost had her nose buried in Jenny’s vagina the older woman’s sure her new office recruit is not as meek and mild as she makes out. 

The queen size bed will be in for a long session of female debauchery with the therapist planning to introduce her sexy young receptionist to some light bondage and light BDSM games, starting with tying her naked to the four posters of the bed and putting insertable egg vibrators into her vagina and using a clitoris sucker and nipple suckers on her while she lies there blindfolded and tied down. And that’s just for starters because Felicity is really so raunchy she wants to see Alison experience cascading orgasms while she tries electro sensory toys on some of her hot spots for the kind of tingles to keep her orgasms coming. But Alison won’t know until the day comes and she will come many times.

“Did you have a good time Jenny?” asks Dr Feelgood. “I’m not smiling for nothing,” she says back cheekily. “You more experienced women sure know the best techniques.”

The sex therapist poses a question to the teenagers they can’t answer about their own body. “Tell me girls, why is a woman’s clit glans more sensitive than its male equivalent, the head of his penis?”

“I don’t know,” replies Jenny. “Is it? I sure get turned on there when someone else touches me.”

“Well girls just for the record and since you are about to get orgasms like you’ve never felt before on these fucking machines, I’ll tell you why your clits are the major part of female sexual pleasure; firstly the tip of it, the part you play with, has some eight thousand nerve endings, and they sure supply a lot of feeling in such a small area. But that’s just the glans part because 80% of your clitoris is beneath the surface and forms a pyramid shape the way it’s formed around the vulva and just like a man whose penis gets erect when engorged with a rush of blood in excitement, the wide areas of under surface erectile tissue with countless nerve endings connecting make your clitoris shaft become erect inside your body and that makes the head of it lift up just like a penis that’s flaccid and then erect when excited. Exciting don’t you think?”

“Gee, I’ve never thought of it that scientific like,” quips Alison, I just do it.”

“That’s the point Alison, like most women you just do it, but many women don’t know half as much about their own body as they ought to, the whole anatomy is sometimes still a mystery to them. Now there’s a reason I’m raising this issue now because it’s to do with you both trying out these fucking machines. 

“But what are you getting at, Felicity?” asks a curious Jenny always keen to explore any new horizon about sexual satisfaction. What’s it got to do with getting orgasms on your fucking machine?” 

“Just this Jenny and I’ll explain it to you so you won’t always wonder. Once I put you and Alison on those machines and once you feel adjusted to it and I increase the thrusting and vibration rate you will not just have an orgasm very quickly you will keep getting them until the machine is slowed down again. Now I’m letting you both know in advance that when you are done you will find yourself hardly able to stand up you’ll be that exhausted you’ll have to lie down until you recuperate.”

“Sounds wow,” chirps Jenny, grinning at Alison who’s looking more fearful than excited. 

“Another thing girls, because I still think you are both a bit wet behind the ears in this area, but answer this question. Has either of you ever ejaculated when experiencing an orgasm?”

“Alison looks astonished. “Good heavens no, have you Jenny?” 

“No I haven’t. Is this what they call women squirting?”

“Yes, it is,” says the sexologist and I’ll explain further because there’s every chance you two young ladies are about to experience such a phenomenon once you get on those machines, so better stay undressed. Women ejaculating go back hundreds of years so it’s not really new, it’s just a misunderstood phenomenon about female arousal. It’s come into focus more today in the sex industry, especially with new sex toys to enhance female orgasms. Of course it only happens when a girl’s orgasm is so strong it takes her beyond wherever she’s been before. 

“If it happens to you in a minute don’t be alarmed or embarrassed as it’s natural and it’s definitely not from the bladder but a prostatic fluid from the skene’s glands near the urethra and the lovely spongy g-spot under the clit. Those emissions have been laboratory tested and found to be similar to the male prostate gland fluid so it’s made up of biochemical markers of sexual function such as protein and certain enzymes, antigens and acid phosphates and all this so much so that medical researchers are calling the skene’s gland the female prostate.” 

““Why are you telling us this?” asks Alison.

“Because I’m a sexologist and I like to educate people that don’t know much about their own sexual system as they could, you two for example. There are thousands of nerve endings all around a woman’s pelvic region that play a part in arousal and preparing the vagina for penetration. Okay girls, lesson over do you still want to get fucked by a macho mechanical device until you almost have to beg for it to stop?”

“Ooh, it sounds scary when you put it that way Felicity; it won’t hurt me will it?” Alison asks. “You will be too busy flying high on cloud nine to worry about anything Alison. Would I put my innocent young receptionist on a sex toy machine unless it was goods for her? Hardly!”

“Doctor, you’ve got us this far we can’t go back now,” asserts Jenny. “If we can get orgasms so powerful I can hardly stand up properly for a while that must be fantastic. I’ve never heard anything like it “ 

“Now who’s first?” asks their host.

“Can I try the one you sit on, the Sybian or whatever you call it?” Alison asks as Felicity sets both machines up. “Of course Alison, a good choice for you being a little bit more shy than Jenny here. The Sybian is sensational and the most popular fucking machine in the world; maybe it’s more comfortable but you will get off on it in a big way. You won’t have time to smile too much once it starts. You will feel vibrations not just on your clit and inside you vagina but underneath you and across your inner thighs. It will literally rock you.”

“Do I just sit on that part sticking up in the saddle thing?”

“Yes, it’s that simple but you’ll notice the erection part it’s quite thick and not overly lon”g because it doesn’t just pump inside you, it vibrates really strong and swivels around in a circular sort of way at the same time, rubbing against all the sensitive inner surfaces of the vagina, especially though the most important spongy g-spot. Actually it’s designed to really get the g-spot and not by accident. Once you flick that switch on the control panel to the higher level I’ll give you about one minute or two at the most and you’ll come real hard; you won’t be able not to come. Of course if you just want to prolong the enjoyment keep it on the lower setting but even that’s going to get you moaning like you’ve never heard yourself before”

“Is it that good? Jenny asks, deciding to watch her meeker friend first.

“Felicity looks at Jenny and nods. “Jenny I did my homework and the Sybian has more genuine and glowing endorsements from real people than I could count. One was from a doctor and his wife. The most common comment was multiple orgasms and a tendency to almost exhaust the user, so here we go Alison.”

Her tight blonde curly hair receptionist straddles the saddle like seat and impales her still wet pussy on the big knob. Felicity takes the control panel from her and says “you just enjoy being the passenger while I do the driving.” She intends to make sure Alison doesn’t chicken out with more good vibrations than the Beach Boys surf culture pop group ever imagined. 

“Watch this,” Felicity whispers to Jenny who then goes to the front of the machine to watch while Felicity stands close by so she can hold the control box. It’s set on the beginner’s speed for the first five minutes and Alison is glowing with a flushed face, smiles and soft moans but as Felicity ups the tempo of the thrusting and wildly vibrating rod swirling around inside Alison the young blond is no longer looking out the window at the scenery while Felicity drives with faster revs, Alison’s staring at the road ahead, her eyes open wider, her mouth open and she’s not smiling. 

“Oh my God,” she shouts. “Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!” she cries holding her hands over her breasts squeezing them. Jenny’s eyes are fixed on the way Alison appears to be grinding into the base of the knob on the machine where rows and rows of upturned ridges massage the outer clitoris while inside it’s polishing up the sensitive surfaces of her vagina. Felicity puts her foot down and her passenger is barely hanging on as the speed meter jumps and the receptionist’s pussy is revving close to the red zone, Felicity not letting go of the controls. “Oh shit! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Alison screams, her face contorted in a cross between pleasure and pain. She’s at the threshold and with no safety belt she’s in danger of careering out of control. “Waaaaahh! Waaaaahh! Waaaaahh! Waaaahh!” she screams riding a wave of orgasmic punishment for getting beside a driver drunk on the power of being in control of a machine while under the influence of total authority.

Alison’s arms are flailing about not knowing what to do with them, she’s literally off her rocker as the heavy base vibrations make the popular and powerful magic wand hand held vibrator seem like a barbie doll extra by comparison. She’s not shouting, she’s screeching as if it’s blue murder but it’s really white hot sex stimulation sending her through a series of shattering orgasms. She feels as if she’s tied down and being tortured with pleasure so intense she tries to grab the control; box from felicity to stop the machine. “Oh fuck ya!” she shrieks to her boss and almost falls off the machine. 

Felicity brings back the revs and slows the machine to a final spin inside her throbbing vagina. She helps Alison off the Sybian and her legs go from under her, making her sit on the floor in her naked beauty, thoroughly fucked. Jenny says “wow.”

“How was it?” she asks Alison, who’s yet to get her breath back. “Oh my...oh...uhh.....oh God...Oh...it....oh shit....it..oh Jen it’s...oooh..it’s un...unbelievable.” 

“How many orgasms?” her friend asks. “Oh fuck, kept coming, don’t know, kept coming...” she pants.

“How was that demonstration Jenny? Felicity smiles. “Do you think you will get that vaginal orgasm that’s been eluding you too?”

“I hope so, that Sybian seems to have wiped poor Alison out, look she can’t even get up yet,” she says with a laugh. Now that’s what I call getting satisfied.”

Felicity can’t wait to see how Jenny handles the other machine as the young sex goddess lies on her back on the built up single mattress and the sex therapist aligns the two and a half inch diameter dong to the edge of her wet teenage pussy lips and starts the machine. It slides into Jenny slowly at first giving her a deeply satisfying feeling as it goes back and forth quite at home in a sexy cunt like Jenny’s. “Oh yeah, that’s good, that’s real good,” the black hair pony tail purrs as if it’s all that easy. Felicity gives her five minutes of endearing pleasure feeling the rod going in and out slicking up her insides as she closes her eyes with a dreamy look on her face. She may as well enjoy it while she can because Felicity’s about to send her on a wild ride. 

Jenny knows this is just the start, the roller coaster is only just climbing to the top for the first time before it careers downhill at breakneck speed and when the screaming starts it won’t stop until the ride is over, usually within mere minutes. It doesn’t stay so cosy for long as Felicity gradually increases the speed and the penile invader really gets into her hard and fast with Alison now on her feet standing back watching in complete awe as her friend is in the for thrill of her life, no stopping now as the roller coaster has taken her slowly to the point where it’s too late to turn back. 

Jenny’s gone from calling out “oh yes, oh yes” to a very urgent sounding and long warbling “yeeeee! yeeeee! yeeeeee! yeeeee!” and Felicity’s not fooling as she gives her fingers the full speed ahead signal to the hand held control and puts Jenny’s hot box into a volcano eruption mode. The teenager is mimicking someone being murdered except that no one’s putting any knives into her, it’s the quick dick thrusting into her so fast no man could be faster, giving her fast shooting spasms of orgasmic torture that’s overriding her senses. She’s wailing loudly without seeming to take a breath.

“Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Arrrrrrrrrrrrr! Arrrrrrrrrrr!” she screams out as the fucking machine drives into her at reckless speed almost like a blur with Felicity sitting it on maximum revs. The first orgasm is followed by a continuous sensation of total euphoria, wave after wave, Jenny’s eyes shut gritting her teeth one second and mouth wide open gasping for breath the next, gritting her teeth again, mouth open wailing, gritting her teeth, mouth open gasping for breath, gritting her teeth, mouth open wailing and throwing her head around. 

Suddenly it happens. At the high pitch of her orgasmic fever Jenny squirts a powerful two feet high stream of clear liquid that shoots out from her pussy in an arc and splashes down onto Alison’s legs as she stands naked at the end of the mattress. It’s enough to quarter fill a tea cup but to Felicity it’s a remarkable sign of total surrender in orgasm. 

Felicity winds the machine down so it comes to a pleasant halt with Jenny staring at the ceiling, her eyes seemingly mesmerised into somewhere in space, her body perspiring, and lower torso still trembling from the involuntary nervous twitches throughout her lower region, her vagina lips open and wet. She looks fucked!

Jenny’s incredible climax seemed such a long and drawn out orgasmic explosion with her emotions pushing her way past any previous experience and ejaculating caught her and Alison by surprise but not Felicity. Alison caught the lot, standing just at the end of Jenny’s feet amazed by the intensity of her erupting orgasms and watching the macho phallus driving into her like bolts of lightning.

Jenny breaks into an emotional spate of laughter, joined by Alison and Felicity. “You did it! You did it!” exclaims Felicity. “I told you these fucking machines can make you ejaculate!”

“You got me with it, I’ve never seen anything like it,” Alison says excitedly. “I had to see it to believe it.” 

Felicity’s still laughing but quick to reassure her it’s not urine but genuine first grade female ejaculate that probably any woman could release if taken beyond the normal orgasmic barrier. “It won’t hurt you darling, you could swallow it and it won’t hurt you,” she says as Alison wipes a bit of the wetness from her knee and licks her finger. “It doesn’t taste like anything,” she says as if she expected it to taste like something – anything.

“I’ve never done that before, I can’t believe it!” Jenny laughs. “Are you sure it’s not from my bladder?”

“I’m sure,” says the sexologist. It comes out the urethra when it happens just as a man ejaculates from the same place but as we know his sperm doesn’t contain urine. That part closes off naturally as it does with women so you can be proud of yourself for going to an orgasm level you’ve never been to before. Okay Jenny, so how was it? Is it what you came here looking for?”

“Oh my God Felicity it was out of this world. I’m still trembling inside. When that happened at the end and I saw it shooting up in the air and I felt I was really on cloud nine like nothing ever before. To do that, my God, I’ve never got near that with my clit or a man.”

“Jenny it’s got a lot to do with how you feel. For a start, having all that sex play first makes you more amendable for big orgasms. I think you really wanted to let go with this machine and once I moved you out of the comfort zone and then higher up the scale and finally the fastest speed there was no looking back. It takes over your whole nervous system and....”

“The speed of the thing,” Jenny interrupts. “It was blinding fast the way I could feel it shooting in and out of me without as much as a single waver. You’d have to be a machine to do it. It would have to be the perfect sexual weapon to force orgasms on a girl.”

“Well to be honest these machines are usually procured by people who are into BDSM dungeon stuff for the kinkier ones out there who get off on being held captive and treated like slaves. The only thing we worry about is that we suspect that machines like the Sybian here and more portable variations of the fucking machine you just tried are getting into the hands of the trash who make movies for the Russian mafia’s contacts that supply illegal kiddy porn to Asia and Europe underground markets. Huh, as if exploitation of young girls wasn’t bad enough before these sex satisfiers came about.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 15



FOR first time readers Jenny is an 18 year-old prick teaser exhibitionist glamour puss getting into all kinds of erotic adventures. She didn't become the Personal Assistant to a filthy rich entrepreneur by playing dumb that's for sure. Her fully maintained BMW sports car, diamond necklace and expensive wardrobe is his way of showing gratitude for a job well done – that is, the way she turns up for work in bum freezer minis wearing sexy high heel shoes, and clever cleavage for her bumper breasts. What boss wouldn't appreciate stunning 38-22-34 inch starlet style measurements on his 'personal assistant'?

Jenny's claim to fame on Literotica is her self-serving exhibitionist ways teasing men and making them want her yet denying them. She likes to exercise her female guile into guiding them into her sex zone and playing them off a break in her power play mind games. She usually gets what she wants, when she wants it yet always come out on top as a lady. She only gives of herself if it suits her and she's even found incest interesting.

The Latina chick with immaculate skin and jet black ponytail flowing halfway down her back is a face yet to be discovered by a glamour magazine with beautiful brown bedroom eyes, lustrous full lips, an upright perfectly rounded fleshy backside on top of long shapely legs, and their centre point, a pristine looking pussy kept free of even a hint of hair.

Today though she's following up an idea with a new found friend, the sex therapist's receptionist Alison, also 18, who confided to her that her religiously strict daddy has a fetish for fearing she'll damage her skin while tanning herself to perfection on their private sundeck. Jenny, always alert for anything with erotic appeal, is tickled pink to hear that Alison's father has been rubbing sun cream over his daughter's naked body for the past nine summers 'to make sure she looks after her skin.'

Jenny's got Alison to invite her over this weekend being another period of good tanning weather with the motive of not only getting her father to sun cream Jenny's naked body too, but to coerce him into getting his pants off and showing his virgin daughter what it's like to get a facial that comes from a different kind of tube.

The erotic challenge for Jenny is that while he's had his religiously strict hands all over his own daughter's bare body since she was nine, he's never tried once to go any further than apply the sunscreen. Jenny thinks he'd like to and that he undoubtedly fears being morally bankrupt if he goes further so she intends to coerce him into banking on his good fortune for having such a sexy well developed legal age teenage daughter and investing leverage of a sexual kind to enrich his otherwise boring life.

The two teens have waited until Alison's mother is away for the weekend minding a sick aunt and Alison simply says her friend Jenny is coming over to sunbake and stop the night. Alison stands 5ft 6 in, just two inches less than Jenny and her 34-19-34 inch measurements are every bit as sexy but slightly less fuller in the breasts. Jenny's got high mounted puffy nipples, whereas Alison's nipples are pointy but with smaller areolas. 

The office sex goddess can't believe that a man who's massaged oil into his teenage daughter's naked body from head to toe every summer since she was nine must surely want to go further and certainly since she's 18. "He must," Jenny said over lunch 10 days ago. "Two people want it – you've never experienced it and he must be drooling for it but frightened to make the first step because of his religious ways," she tells her virgin friend.

Jenny rings Alison up just ahead of coming over and is making sure her mother is definitely gone for the weekend so the coast is clear for Jenny to set up some adventurous fun. She's getting into Alison's ear about how to go about getting her foster father to be more adventurous.

"He must want is by now for God's sake Alison, no man could rub oil over his teenage daughter's entire naked body for the past nine summers and run his hands over your breasts and pussy and not want to do more than that," she reiterates. "He's probably scared you'll hate him if he makes the first move and you knock him back so the poor man's been waiting all this time for some kind of signal from you that he can go a bit further. Alison you are so slow!"

Jenny's told her friend that by getting their swimmers out and talking a dip in the pool will be a coaxing start and any man likes to look at a good body in a tight one-piece swimsuit, and that will lead to the sunbaking and with luck, some sexy dalliance with her daddy.

"Anyway, seeing the thin nylon swimsuits sticking to our curves will be a good start when we take a dip in your pool first and I bet you he'll be watching us now you've gone and given the game away about what I wear to work.

With these words still clear in her mind the less confident blonde awaits the arrival of the always confident black hair beauty crossing her fingers that Jenny is as good as her word. Being a hot Saturday the young blonde's already talked her foster father into wearing his Australian made Speedos, the lycra togs she bought him for his 45th birthday. Speedo make the world's most advanced high tech racing costumes and even though her pop isn't trying to race off anyone she's convinced him to join them in the pool so Jenny can see what a great athletic body he has for his age. Unlike Alison who was adopted as a baby and led a relatively timid life Jenny's been a little devil from the age of seven, spying on her parents in the darkened hallway when they were making love in bed, flaunting her sexy young body all too often in front of her stern stepfather thereafter and at 11, searching for, finding, testing and keeping her late mother's big penis shaped vibrator throughout her school days. This is a young woman with a very inventive mind, flavoured by sensuality and sexuality.

She arrives at Alison's house at 11am, Jenny bringing her new one piece white coloured nylon swimsuit to try out in the backyard pool. Alison and Jenny spent their lunch hour during the week snaffling up some specials in a made in China sportswear clearance sale. Even though the design is very smart with a sharp cut high up the thigh and a more narrow than normal down the front it looked good in the mirror but untested in the water. Alison decided on the pale lemon colour as all other colours were sold out except black.

Both girls figured that since China hosted the 2008 Olympics and did well in the swimming for the first time they must know how to make a costume just as well as anybody yet much cheaper. Just like the Olympic Speedo swimmers racing costumes these sportswear versions are not lined inside the crotch because in a sport where one hundredth of a second can mean win or lose, extra material for modesty means extra drag in the water so its skin tight no frills for speed today.

Alison excitedly welcomes Jenny into her home and sings out to her pop. "Hey dad, it's Jenny, come and meet her."

He comes in from out on their deck after just cleaning the pool and she's pleasantly surprised because when you're not even 20, any guy who's over 40 is an old man – in the young female mind at least. Jenny expected a middle-age looking guy with a flab belly, sagging breasts and round shoulders, pale and plain looking. Instead, he's not bad looking for 45, about six feet, square shoulders with a trim body, solid thighs and wearing a pair of sexy taught Speedos that Alison insisted he wear for when they get in the pool. Jenny's already told him to get them because they're more likely to show the shape of his cock more than others.

"Here's my daddy Charlie," Alison says proudly, "Isn't he gorgeous for an old fella?"

Jenny's been with men older than him so age is never a problem if they know how to look after their physic. For a conservative man as Alison's painted him he looks to have potential for dalliance if she can get around his hang-ups.

"I'm really pleased to meet you Mr Johnson, you have a lovely daughter and it's nice to be invited over for a dip in your pool and stay overnight with Alison," she replies.

"Just call me Charlie, no need for formality here young lady, Alison's been really excited about you coming over. Don't know where you two went together earlier in the week but she sure came home over the moon and said it's the best time she's ever had."

Both girls look at each other and laugh. "Oh that? Yeah, we just stayed back where Alison works and had some drinks with her boss, Felicity Feelgood. She's quite a lady that one," Jenny explains. (Chapter 14)

"The sex psychologist lady? I bet she can tell some stories then," he jokes.

"Yes daddy she could but you know that there's such a thing as client confidentiality. How would you feel if you were one of her patients and she talked about you behind your back?" Alison says in a tut tut vein.

"I'd be a pretty boring patient for her anyway, I lead a mundane life so not much excitement to worry about to know about," he replies. 

"Gee Mr Johnson, I mean Charlie, you look pretty fit I thought you must do a lot of outdoor work," says Jenny. 

"Yeah Jenny, around the yard but I make it my business to work out with a jog each morning and I do exercises every day. It keeps this aging body in better shape I suppose."

"Daddy tell Jenny the truth that you've been talking these Chinese herbal things for male potency for years and they make your whole body seem younger."

"Well, that's no big deal I don't think a young woman like Jenny here would be interested in that."

Jenny grins at him because a man looking after his health indicates to her he's got a better chance of being a good sexual performer. "I think Alison's right," she says. "A man that goes to that trouble shows he cares about his wife because after all who else is there to please?" Jenny looks at Alison. "Oh except your lovely daughter," she adds to inject an immediate stimulation into the fact that Mrs Johnson, bless her heart and soul, is away for the weekend.

They've been in their living room exchanging pleasantries or 15 minutes and Alison, beaming, says they should get into their togs now he's got the pool shimmering clean under the bright daylight sun.

"You girls go and do that I might jump in for a few laps myself," he chimes, finding himself unusually chirpy and interested in sharing their company with his wife away. He heads for the pool while they head for one of their two bathrooms in the house to get changed.

It only takes minutes and they look at themselves in the full length bathroom mirror. "Gosh," says Alison, it's a lot tighter than I thought but I suppose that's because in China the girls our age are smaller than don't have tits like you and me too often," she says to Jenny as they turn around in front of the mirror that does not lie to inspect themselves at different angles. 

"This white one I'm wearing doesn't look quite as white as it did in the shop once it's against my skin," she says to Alison while admiring how it shows up her big swell at the front and exposes half of her cheeks at the back with its very high cut on the hips.

"Gee Jen that looks horny on you; look how your puffy mounds stick out in the one-piece, I bet pop will notice them."

"You ought to talk Alison, look how your own nipples stick out and wow, if your old man sees that big gash in your pussy showing out he might get turned on. Look! I can see the outline of your clit!" she laughs.

"Ha! What about you Jen? Have another look! Your clit's is a bit thicker than mine so don't you think he'll see yours first! " Oh well, so much for buying specials."

"Well the label said they were designed for around water but not in the water so you get what you pay for I guess," Alison admits. "There's no lining inside, it's just this thin nylon but who cares, we're in our private backyard here and not in front of the public. Let's go"

They head for the pool and her pop is already in the water practising his breast strokes - how convenient – doing slow laps up and down the 30 feet long tiled pool, the water sparkling clear as crystal. The two girls come out and both take a running jump and hit the water with a big splash squealing like kids at a picnic.

The frolicking goes on in the water for more than 20 minutes and he finds it hard to continue lapping (until later) so he climbs out and stands near the small diving springboard he put in only last summer. 

Jenny looks up at him and her eyes go straight to the horizontal bulge in his togs, standing out shiny wet under the midday sunshine. She whispers in her friend's ear, "Alison has he got a horn or is always like that? His cock I mean, look at it, it looks good from here." 

"Come on you two, who's chicken not game to dive off the board," he calls to them as they start throwing a giant beach ball about and squealing playfully. "Okay pop we'll have a go, I'll go first," his adopted daughter sings out. "Me too, I'm coming," shouts Jenny.

The two teenagers get out of the pool at the other end and trot up to the springboard where he's standing and it's a sight for sore eyes. Alison, in front of Jenny, doesn't realise that her new pale lemon one piece swimsuit has not only been partly bleached by the chlorine so that the colour has almost gone but it's shrunk as well and Jenny realises from behind her as she sees how it's pulled up between the cheeks of Alison's tight butt. It makes her feel her own buttocks and sure enough, it's 90% bare flesh at the back.

Charlie watches Alison walking up to him oblivious of how she looks, the wet now translucent nylon clinging around her vulva and showing up in skin tone her clitoral hood and the wide crack in her vagina. He's seen her naked many times yet this seems quite stirring and a bonus for him but not as exceptional as it is to see a perfect beautiful stranger in Jenny coming up behind her. His eyes go directly to her thighs knowing both girls bought a cheap Chinese piece of body hugging clothing. 

Swimsuits can be sexy at normal times and even much sexier when they don't do their job properly. It happened on one particular occasion at the Beijing Olympics when an urgent call went out to the only swim manufacturer representative on hand - a male - to help one of the Australian girls get her shapely body out of her unlined high tech racing outfit because no one else could unzip the high-tech sealskin outfit (true). Even the maker's expert took 20 minutes so at least he could see what goes into his firm's product and no one can blame him for showing that kind of attention in customer care. True trivia: it takes almost 30 minutes for the female Olympic swimmers to fit themselves properly tight into the most advanced specialised unlined racing outfits.

Right now Charlie's suddenly aware that Jenny's white nylon swimsuit is opaque rather than white, the colour also drained away by the chlorine in the pool water. Even at 45 when erections comes slower than they used to his cock salutes her at an 11 o-clock angle as she parades her various virtues – big firm tits, huge puffy nipples and a partly exposed bare vulva where the shrinkage makes the crotch partly expose her labia majora with only the inner lips and clitoris left covered. Jenny can tell what's happened and the direction of his eyes confirms her false embarrassment.

"Oh fuck!" she says softly, cursing the short life span of decency but not meaning for Alison's religious foster father to hear her. Alison gets up on the spring board just four feet above his head to do her rendition of a swan dive and he's taking a real good gander now at his little sweetheart's pussy also standing out in the wet translucent nylon. Like Jenny's togs, the crotch is equally shrunken inwards on her bare vulva showing how tidy she keeps it. He starts to think this is Father's Day and the girls are giving him a surprise. 

As Jenny watches his daughter getting set to dive into the water Charlie's looking down between her legs where its plain to see the complete shape and size of her partly exposed pussy, the length and width of it and behind the one inch only wide section covering her inner lips the shape of her well endowed clitoris is pushing upwards slightly on the thin nylon making his erection suddenly get even stiffer. Yes, stiff luck on an unscheduled Father's Day and the brief design of this type of wet lycra togs doesn't leave anything to the imagination where shape and size are concerned.

He's thinking that wet one piece swimsuits are certainly sexier than bikinis the way they often outline a woman's nipples, areolas and the swell and indentation of her vagina and all in the name of being legitimately fully covered.

Jenny's noticed his erection already as she dives in and looks back up at him standing on the poolside. She swims across to Alison and says in a low voice, "He's got a huge horn, look at it! I saw him perving on me and he must have seen you too, these swimmers are more useful in the bedroom than the pool.

"God, look at it, a real bar," she whispers at his daughter. "I've never seen him like that before Jen, it must be seeing you, not me," the blonde replies in her ear. 

"Na," she whispers back. "You're kidding yourself; you just weren't looking for it in the past because you'd never think of him getting excited over you. I told you you're too slow."

He can see them talking but can't hear them so he heads inside quickly with his cock stiff as a board but he's anything but bored, he just needs to relieve his sexual excitement a little so he can face them when they emerge from the pool.

While he's inside doing that, pulling his very thick seven-inch dick (*not all cocks are eight, nine or ten) the girls are cavorting about and deciding they should go in for a snack.

"Let's leave our swimmers on while they're wet so he can check us out a bit more over a sandwich Jenny," says the younger of the two 18 year-olds. I'll tell him we're going to do some sunbaking and it will be interesting to get his reaction knowing you are here."

"Yeah, let's go I'm getting hungry too. I'll try to get him in the right frame of mind." Jenny says as they take a final swim down the length of the pool before climbing out dripping wet, their nipples standing out starkly from the cold water. 

When they get back to the deck Charlie's lost his erection suddenly. He almost gives the game away when he quips, "What a relief! I'm glad you came in just now so we can have a light lunch on the sandwiches Alison prepared this morning."

Jenny can see his bar has been reduced to a thick bulge. Charlie's dick is about average size so it's no killer for deep penetration but it's well above average in girth at seven inches around, about two inches above average and with a 7 x 7 it's somewhat a weapon in disguise. Being an average sort of guy not blessed with much skill in love making he doesn't know that come to the vote more women would beg for a thicker cock than a longer one if the choice came down to one or the other. Short and thick beats long and skinny according to one focus group of women aged 20 to 50 and published online by the researchers. Just the same, two-thirds of them admitted they'd prefer to be spoilt by having the best of both worlds, longer and thicker. 

They sit on the outdoor deck, Jenny in the banana chair legs spread out and Alison beside her on a matching recliner. He sits facing them still in his Speedos as they get through their refreshments with glasses of orange juice. Jenny can see he's hardly taken his eyes off their outfits still wet and clinging to their hills, valleys and the gorgeous gorges.

They talk small talk for about 15 minutes under the canopy end and Alison announces she wants to sunbake. She looks at Jenny and he looks at Jenny too. "Are you chicken Jen or are you going to leave your swimmers on? Daddy's seen me nude before so I'm sure he won't mind if you get your gear off and sunbake with me like a nudist. Is that right pop?"




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 15



"Yes, yes, of course angel," he says through bated breath as an image of Jenny undressing to the altogether is foremost in his mind. 

He's a very religious conservative man by nature but in nature things can be rather animalistic wild. He's licking his lips waiting on Jenny's answer, sweating to see the full bodied sexuality of the shape behind the undersized swim costume. She's such a young spunk the same age as his own daughter but a strikingly attractive stranger to him and suddenly he's more excited than ever in his whole miserable life. He's got his erection back at the mere thought of Jenny taking everything off to add spice to his already steamy opinion of his adopted daughter's body. He's hoping but not expecting her kind of reply. "Sure Charlie," says Jenny, I'll take my cossie off if you take your trunks off too. My stepfather does it for me so how about it?" He can't believe he's hearing this. It's the last thing in his life he's ever thought happening. He's never put the word on his daughter because he's always believed he's got an ordinary sized dick, not the kind to overtly excite young women like Jenny or Alison. His fears reflect those of about three quarters of the male population active in copulation. He's so sure at her age she's heard about the eight plus guys so prevalent in porn and so accessible on the internet.

Caught unawares his erection suddenly flags. To be excited one minute is one thing but to panic the next is something altogether different. How can he take his Speedos off and show these magnificent bodied teenagers he's got just seven inches when he's always made out to Alison he's above average in size just in case she was ever curious.

"Well? How about it Mr Johnson? I'm game if you are, you've got a bit of an idea what's behind these flimsy Chinese made swimmers but wouldn't it be better to see what my daddy's seen with nothing on at all? In fact I'd like to get you to put the sunscreen cream on me like Alison says you do for her; she tells me you do it so well and it makes her feel sexy when your hands are on her."

Alison marvels at Jenny's cheekiness and now believes more than ever how she handles men. He's frozen to the spot unable to say yes or no. He wants her to expose herself but not he and she won't do it unless he drops his trunks. "I...I...I'm not sure if I should do that in front of you Jenny, or in ront of my own daughter. It's not something a man my age should be doing," he stutters. ] "Why not? It's harmless," she fires back the word harmless, though unintended the way he took it makes him think that men with boring dicks are regarded by women as harmless – anything but potent: another false notion around the nation. 

"Maybe I should just go inside and leave you two girls here to sunbake nude in private, it's more respectable that way," he returns with disappointment evident in his voice, but knowing he can spy on them from a first floor window with his binoculars.

Jenny ever alert to the possibility he will weaken and try to look at her from an inside window, takes a darting step which shocks Alison. She comes over to her father and in a purring tone that smacks of pussy on a platter she whispers in his ear. "Charlie I need your hands on me now, not later. Your wife's away and it's time to play." She then puts the palm of her hand across the still evident but partly slack bulge in his Aussie cossie. She's already noticed with her sharp eyesight that he was hard a minute ago and his erection dropped off as soon as she suggested he get his swim trunks off and join them.

Alison watches mouth agape as Jenny's hand slowly slides across his bulge back and forth several times as the hapless man just stands there speechless apart from a quiet groan as he feels his cock getting hard under her warm hand over the togs. 

This time Jenny speaks so Alison can hear her. "Ooh Charlie now I know why you don't want to take your swimmers off, you're embarrassed that your sweet daughter here will see what a masculine sex weapon you've been hiding from her all these years. Mmmm, yes it feels like it's a real weapon, nice and fat, so manly, so would you like to help me out of these swimmers and let me get it really hard for you?"

Alice is wet and thrilled Jenny is taking such an aggressive approach. She can see now why she never got past a massage; he was shy about his cock and yet Jenny seems to think it's a good one and she should know, she's seen several of them since she turned 18. 

"I...I..I'd like to massage you like I do for Alison if you don't object," he stutters. If I have to take mine off first I'll do it for you; I'd never do this anytime for Alison, she's my adopted daughter and she loves me."

"That's the point Charlie, she loves you and she's 18 and legal so you can't get into trouble. Didn't you know she's wanted it for years when she wasn't legal?"

"Hell no, I never knew that. I wouldn't have. She's my kid." 

"So what? I'm my daddy's kid and when I turned 18 he made up for lost time. I wanted to feel what it was like years before, even just to look at it and feel it in my hand but he never let me."

"Surely you're not suggesting....is this true Alison," he says turning towards her while Jenny's put her fingers down each side of his erect shaft to emphasise its thickness under the thin lycra with his young sweetness standing just a few feet away watching Jenny's hand work it up. 

"It's true daddy. Ever since you've been rubbing that milky sunscreen cream all over me it made me feel sexy."

"God, I didn't know that," he says. I feel a bit embarrassed now in front of Jenny that I turned my own daughter on not meaning to."

"But daddy when you first started doing it every summer, the touching is a turn-on and goodness any normal girl would feel just the same at what you were doing and I was no different."

"Geezus Alison, I never thought about that..."

"Anyway daddy I'm now admitting that all those years you got me wet and feeling like I wanted something more. You just don't know enough about women daddy, but don't be upset because you told me how strictly you were raised yourself and I guess you and mom are well, what we say, pretty old fashioned."

Jenny interjects, "She's right Charlie, and I can vouch for that. It's a different world now. We girls mature faster, sexual images are all around us as kids and we wonder what it's like to feel a penis inside us. An erect cock is a real turn-on so it's a natural curiosity and you've been denying your little darling all this time."

"Doesn't matter," he retorts. I'd be disgraced if anyone ever found out."

"Ah! So the thought has crossed your mind Charlie, you've just given yourself away," she says proudly, still slowly stroking the bar-like shape in his trunks. "God this thing is thick," she mutters. "Who is going to tell about it? Alison wouldn't because she wants it and you're hardly going to tell your wife so that leaves nobody but me and I'm not going to say anything."

"Look, we're only talking about massage oil on Alison and you, not sex, so what are you getting at?

"What am I doing Charlie? It feels good doesn't it? Mmmm, it's like a rock inside those tight trunks you're wearing. This is sex isn't it Charlie, I'm pretty, I'm 18, I'm sexy and I've got my hand on your cock and it's hard. Now come on, get them off."

She grabs the waistband both sides and starts to drag them down so unexpectedly quick he's caught off guard. She reefs them down so hard and fast that his erection bounces up and it's too late for him to stop her.

"Charlie you devil look at it Alison! Oh my God look how thick it is. I've never seen one big as that," she professes but meaning only its girth. "That is one hot fat cock!" Jenny tries to fit her fingers and thumb around it and make them meet but she can't get close. Sizing it in her hand gets her even more excited when she imagines how wide it's going to spread their vagina lips if he'll come to the party. "This is more like a pole," she says playfully looking up at him and he suddenly realises she thinks he's got a big cock after all but he's only been thinking of length, never knowing that she's had them up to 10 inches long but his is fatter and therefore better.

"Charlie you've been such a good boy getting your trunks off I'll do the same now. She pulls the shoulder straps down and you too, Alison, come on, I want to see him massaging you and you can watch him doing it to me."

"Can I do you first then?" he asks, always being the gentleman, as he looks at Jenny bottle of oil in hand. "Nope you've got to do Alison, she's your daughter and she comes first, but I'm going to enjoy watching your erection all the time you're doing it."

"Come on daddy, we've done this many times, show Jen how you oil me up so I don't get sunburnt. He kneels beside her, yet again her voluptuous breasts standing up so firm and erotic on her fabulous figure but they weren't like this when he first started rubbing sunscreen on her nine years ago. Jenny sits on the banana chair layabout watching his handiwork as her friend lies on her back on her beach towel with daddy doing his best to ensure she's totally smeared in the protective lather. 

Alison's getting turned on just knowing that Jenny is watching this. She's got a soft spot for her new friend and she's hoping when they share her queen size bed overnight that soft spot will be visited by the black haired beauty once daddy's gone to bed and can't hear them making a different kind of love. 

He always enjoys covering her breasts in the cream because there's a certain magic feeling a woman's breasts and making the nipples jut out erect. He's proud of how his spunky young adopted daughter's turned into such a shapely good looking kid at 18, such a youthful firm body with perfect thighs and the way her breasts stand up pointy at the tips keeps his erection hard, his hand sliding slowly but surely down her abdomen He's always covered her fully on the top side before putting the cream across her pussy and she knows his style, he'll go down one leg on the outside then come up that leg on the inside almost touching her genitals and he'll then do the same on the other leg so that when he comes back up the inside of her other thigh he always, but always stops to look closely at her vulva as if he worships it and then he will spread the milky cream around it and rub it in. 

This is the part Jenny watches carefully. She's looking at his face and Alison's face and back to her very sweet vulva, then to his hands, then to erect cock, then to Alison's mouth again partly open moaning softly, then to his eyes, then to his hands and again to his cock as reaches the top inner thigh and stops to stare at her as yet untouched vagina. His cock seems to be quivering as he squats beside his pride and joy in all her naked glory.

At last he spreads more sunscreen cream into the palm of his hand and places it over her vulva. Jenny hops off the chair and kneels beside him. Sure enough, his fingers rub the cream over the entire surface of her cunt not missing a skerrick of it. Alison moans a bit louder now, her eyes closed enjoying the erotic experience and her tongue now licking her lips as the feeling gets stronger. Charlie loves rubbing it into her most private part and Jenny can see that but he's only rubbing it in on the outer labia and smoothing it over gently with flat fingers across her clitoris and vagina lips. Jenny leans across and boldly takes his right hand and with a quick quip "let me help you Charlie" she takes his hand to the bottom of Alison's vagina and drags his fingers up into the wet inner lips and forces them to go inside about two inches up to the first joints of his fingers. He doesn't flinch - Alison does though – her father allowing his daughter's friend take command as he's too tentative to penetrate her himself in case it upsets her.

Jenny slides his fingers up and down the full length of her vagina lips two more times and then slides them out and over the top of her clitoris, leaning on the tips of his 45 year-old fingers and makes them rub her clit in a circular manner. She whispers in Charlie's ear, "Keep doing this Charlie and look at Alison's face and listen. Don't take your eyes off her face."

Alison feels a new sensation. She's never known her father to apply the sunscreen so vigorously around her clit like this before and she's totally turned on. She doesn't want to look up in case he stops so she leans her head back and can't help but let out long soft moaning noises, her eyes shut, her mouth partly open with her tongue running around the inside ridges of her lips. Her foster father is all eyes taking this in. He's never noticed his daughter doing this before but that's only because she's had her portable radio turned up so he can't hear her sounds of joy, and with her mother sitting at the end of the deck reading her book she never wanted to attract her attention.

But today it's different. Mom's away so he can be a rat and play with his daughter's pussy. And Alison doesn't need the radio to drown out her noises because part of her plot with Jenny is to make it obvious to him that he's sexually stimulating her. The young sex goddess wants to take her friend's father another step forward so she whispers in his ear again, 'Charlie keep stroking her lightly like that around her clit, round and round and do it a bit different occasionally but keep doing it with your left hand like this." 

Showing him by moving her hand above his to make sure he's got it right, she whispers again in his ear, "watch your daughter's face now, don't take your eyes off her face just watch this" and she takes his right hand and pushes three of his fingers deeply into her vagina so they are all the way in up to his knuckles then she gets his hand just above the knuckles and moves them around inside. Alison suddenly tilts her head right back and lets out a very loud moan "Oooooh! Oooooh!" like he's never heard before and she keeps moaning as his eyes are beaming in wonderment.

Jenny's in his ear, whispering, "see Charlie she likes this, keep doing it , squeeze her outer lips and run your fingers all over her pussy then get back to her clit again and keep it going until you make her come. Give me your right hand again." She pulls his fingers out and puts them up to his mouth. "Suck your fingers Charlie, it's your virgin daughter's virgin oil pure as pure can be. That's the way, suck them dry now give me your hand again palm up not down like last time. 

"Now here we go, put your fingers in again this way, that's right, bend them back towards yourself when they go in....that's it, curl them up and push them, right in and watch Alison's face again. Keep feeling her clit don't stop that for heaven's sake. Charlie you've got your fingers in to the knuckles now move the three of them right in but back as if you're beckoning someone to come forward, you have to rub them along the top of her vagina underneath the clitoris. It should feel a bit rougher there, sort of spongy like, can you feel it?"

"Yes I think so," he says aloud. "Yes, now I can."

"Keep stroking it then don't shift. Pretend you're scratching her back but your hand is upside down and your fingers are facing up your way." Suddenly Alison shifts her hips and cries out loudly "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!Oh! Oh! Oh! and she's squirming her backside around to his amazement. Her eyes are shut still, her mouth now open and she's breathing fast and she's on her way to an orgasm and a food one at that all done by daddy working her clit and her g-spot inside the vagina, not that he's aware of it until Jenny tells him later.  

"Keep going Charlie you can't stop, she's going to come soon but keep going," Jenny orders him. "I've never done anything like this before," he says nervously, watching with bated breath as his sexy daughter squirms around on the beach towel still moaning as sexual tension builds inside her to near intolerable levels after he's been fingering her for about 10 minutes.

Alison is so turned on she's about to explode and she brings herself forward and tries for a moment to sit up, staring at her father wide-eyed but with an expression he's never seen before. She looks as though she's suffering with a pained grimace on her face as she flops back again and leans her head right back as far as it can go. Feeling his flying fingers sliding around on the highly sensitive spongy roof of her vagina near her urethra and his other hand caressing her erect clitoris, Alison is hitting a sensual high. No man has ever touched her genitals let alone touched her this way and he's stirring her virgin oil good and proper. Salad days are here again.

Jenny whispers in his ear again, "Look at her Charlie, you've got her going she'll climax any minute. You're pretty good you know so I must reward you today."

Alison's gone from squirming on her back to writhing in gay abandon, moaning louder and louder as he maintains stimulation in the two most sensitive parts of her entire body. He's stoked by her cries of joy, finding it hard to believe she's like this because he's put sunscreen cream on her pussy. But it's lucky the lady who can get dual stimulation on her clit and her internal g-spot at the same time. He's done well but Jenny wants payback don't worry.

Alison's moaning so loudly Charlie hopes the neighbours can't hear; he's starting to feel self conscious about it as she's singing a chorus of profanities now that shock him, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck Oh fuck! " she cries loud enough so if anyone's around in their backyard next door they're sure have something spicy to talk about.

He continues for another minute and he watches in awe as Alison arches her back off the beach towel and lets out a guttural moan loud and long as she climaxes powerfully and simultaneously from her clitoris and g-spot.  

"My God, oh my God," he mutters watching the result of his handiwork. "Are you all right Alison," he asks. "I never knew you were like that. All these years!"

She's getting her breath back after a powerful orgasm and looks stuffed. After taking several more deep breaths and grinning she can now answer him.

"Daddy it was fantastic and don't be embarrassed for doing it. I wanted it and I'll want it again," she says candidly. "You do? You will? Not straight away surely?" he stutters.

"No daddy, just when mom's not around. Look, I'm legal age now I can let you do it; gosh I'm still a virgin and Jenny's my age and she's not. Daddy I need you to show me."

He turns around looking at Jenny. "What's she talking about, she needs me? She needs me for what? I've just massaged her what else?"

Jenny puts her arm around him with one hand and tugs his penis and then rubs her hand up and down the responding shaft and whispers in his ear. "Charlie she wants you to put this big thing in her isn't it obvious?"

He looks horrified. "Sweetheart Jenny says you want something more but I've only ever done that with my wife, your foster mother, I've never had sex with a woman as young as you, I don't know if I could do it."

Jenny steps between them, grinning at Alison who's now sitting up. "Charlie I'm staying over tonight on Alison's invitation. Your wife is out of town, just look at my body again and try to imagine me lying beside you in your bed tonight if you do the right thing now and put that lovely fat cock where it's wanted while Alison's still hot and ready."

Caught by surprise he stutters again uncertain if the girls are just playing a game or if it's for real. "You..you mean Jenny I could have sex with you in bed tonight, the real thing, all the way?"

She nods and rubs his dick back to full erection again. "Yes Charlie but only if you let me watch you put an end to Alison's days as a virgin. I want to see you do it right here on the sundeck, no one else but me will know."




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 15



"But it's not right, she's my daughter, I shouldn't be doing it," he tries to reason.

"Piffle Charlie. She's not your own flesh and blood; you adopted Alison so it's not incest in the true sense. It's sex between two adults."

"Yes but...but.."

"But what, don't you think she's beautiful looking with a smashing figure. I bet your next door neighbour would jump at the chance," Jenny fires back.

"Leave him out of it, I know he would given half the chance," he says. "Look I know Alison's very pretty and she's got a sexy figure; I been massaging her all over for all these years I just never thought..."

"Never thought she wanted it?" Jenny says.

"I wish you wouldn't put it as bluntly as that," he answers. "I mean why would any man's daughter want someone my age to put it up her?"

"Ooooh," squeals Jenny looking at Alison. "Put it up her? Did you hear that Alison? He wants to know why any man's daughter would want someone his age to put it up her."

"Daddy it's all right, you worry too much, I'm okay and you let your religious ways take over your natural instincts that's all. Surely you'd like to do what Jenny's suggesting," Alison says in a mock pleading tone.

"Alison I'm still you father, I'm not some Tom Dick or Harry down the street."

Jenny holds him by the balls and puts it to him plainly. "Oh come on now, of course you're not one of them you are Charlie and so much more important in her life. Don't you think it's better that the very first man to have intercourse with her should be you rather than some Tom Dick or Harry she hardly knows down the street, in the park, in the back seat of a car or a grubby motel?"

"I'd be horrified if she ever did that, her mother and I raised her to be a fine young lady not a tramp," he retorts. "I don't want to even suspect she'd go behind our back and have sex somewhere like that with someone she's just met."

"Yes Charlie, you're right," says Jenny. "The one who should be educating her should be the man who's brought her through life to this stage and who she respects and loves most of all – her own daddy."

Both women look at him, his penis flagging in despair of a desperate situation.

"What would Martha think?" he says.

Alison jumps to her feet. "Martha's not home daddy, but I am. And look at me. Look at Jenny. Daddy be a man and do it to me. I really want it. It looks so masculine and powerful-like."

"It is isn't it," he agrees looking down at it proudly realising she thinks it's big even though he doesn't. Women of course are famous to saying that a man's cock is big when it's not really spectacular because they like to play to their man's vanity probably as much as men say a woman is beautiful when she knows she's not. The truth is that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder and a man's cock is as big as a woman wants to think it is. 

"Are you going to do it Charlie? Jenny asks.

"Well..well.. I tell you what, I just can't bring myself to have intercourse with my daughter out here in the open on a beach towel but if you let me do it to you here Jenny I'd feel better and if you let me I promise I'll let Alison come to my bed tonight and we'll do it then. I'd feel better doing her in the much softer light, with just a 25 watt bedside lamp."

"Now that's a lot better Charlie," Jenny muses. "How do you feel about that Alison? You'll do it in the bedroom?"

"Yes pop, but if it's good I want you to agree that we'll have one every night this week while mom's away. I think I could handle one every night for a week since I've waited all this time. No point being 18 if I can't have some sex."

Jenny grabs his hand and moves it up her vagina lips finding them nicely wet. "Would a man with a fat cock like this like to show a young woman like me what it feels like?" she whispers in his ear, then blowing into it with her sexy breath.

"Oh damn, you know I would but Alison's going to be watching. This is something I've never done with anyone but my wife and we're out on the sundeck. Alison could lose respect for me when she gets out of her present frame of mind."

"No I won't daddy. It's going to turn me on all the more because I think Jenny's so sexy it's going to be great to see you going inside her. She's got such a sexy body you've got to enjoy her for my sake too."

Jenny is rubbing it back to hardness again sensing his spirits lifted by his daughter saying it's really big. "Let me confess something to you Charlie my father is 10 years older than you and he turns me on. He's got a great body and a sexy butt and so have you. Don't you think Alison can see that? You are sexier than you realise and your cock is thicker than my daddy's and I wish his was as thick as yours because when a cock's that thick a woman really gets more pleasure even if it's a bit harder to get inside at first."

"I just never thought I'd see the day when my own daughter could get turned on looking at it. I always knew she looked at it a lot when we get around the house in nudist style over the years but I never knew it excited her, you know, me being her father."

Alison laughs. "Daddy you silly, silly man. You know I love you dearly or I would have left home as soon as I turned 18. I used to get turned on ages ago seeing you undressed and I'd go to bed at night touching myself wondering what it must feel like for a person my age to have it inside them. Thanks to Jenny now I'll find out after all this time."

"Well Alison it was about pure thinking not thinking sex that we got about like nudists in the house and our private back yard. Your naked body to me is a symbol of your purity. Yes, I liked to look at you with nothing on and that's one reason why I insisted putting the sunscreen on you all this time. I really wanted to make sure your skin stayed as beautifully soft and pure like it looked before you became a teenager."

"But secretly you wanted to feel her breasts and run your hands over her tight arse and across that sexy pussy Charlie, isn't that also true?" Jenny fires at him.

The girls look at each other grinning as he nods his head to admit she's spot on. "It's okay daddy," his daughter assures, "any normal man would want to do that and I'm so glad you're normal that way. After all, a woman's beauty should be admired; we girls grow up wanting that and it's why I always got a kick out of you looking at me and those little platonic pats on my pussy around the house when I started to get bigger."

The hot sun moves over the shaded area and it's a few degrees cooler so Jenny lies down again on the beach towel beckoning Charlie to join her. "Charlie I want you to forget everything now; forget that you love your wife for this one day and night holiday for you; we all know you love her that and this won't harm your relationship unless you're crazy enough to tell her you did both of us while she was away. Forget about your daughter watching you make love to me; you know she wants to as it will make her feel even sexier for you tonight; forget about the church you can always pray for even better times and I'm sure with Alison in bed tonight the better times are here to stay. 

"All you have to do Charlie to keep that lovely fat cock of your nice and hard is to think of how I look to you – a delicious young naked teenager the same age as your own daughter, 38-inch firm breasts and big suckable puffy nipples, a beautiful tight well rounded butt and a prepubescent looking clean pussy just begging for your touch, lovely smooth legs and shapely thighs to wrap around you to hold you in me tighter. And Charlie, guess what? I love getting a facial just like Alison wants tonight. 

"Now if I promise to give you a good time now will you promise not to let me down? Keep thinking sexy, no negatives so you stay really nice and hard for me. I love a really hard cock. When Alison gives you her innocence tonight I'll be sitting by watching you do it and I want to see a nice big cum shot on her pretty face. She's been driving me nuts asking what's it like to get one."

His horn is back at just the way Jenny talks and it's pointing slightly upwards from the horizontal. "Okay Jenny, I'll clear my mind of all my guilty thoughts and make this work. I'm going to be really honest but until you said that a minute ago about Alison I wouldn't have admitted it but I've wanted to fuck her for a long time but was never able to approach her. It's because I think you're so sexy hot you've broken down that mental barrier. I want to do her real good, I mean not just a bend over doggie quickie, I've always fantasised about being alone in the bed with her on our own and really going to town inside her she's so darn pretty."

Alison looks shocked to hear his confession. "Daddy I can't believe I'm hearing this. It's wonderful. Is that why you used to give all those pats on the bum and run your hand up the front of me when we were passed each other in the hallway and other places when mom wasn't looking?"

"Yes pet, I just had to feel my fingers against your vagina to make me realise what a lucky man I was to have such a beautiful daughter happy to act so pure and understanding."

"Well daddy you know now you can go to your heart's content now because as Jenny says it's not incest anyway and besides I'm 18. I really want to be taken by someone daddy as I must be the last girl in my class at high school to get it when I left there at the end of the year. I meet Jenny in my second week in my first job and I realise how much I've missed out on. I can't wait to feel what it's like and you're the man most likely."

"There Charlie, that's it," says Jenny. "That's from your lovely one's own mouth so I think it's time you put that nice fat erection up to my mouth. She gets to her knees and fondles his testicles teasingly and takes his erection in her right hand and starts rubbing it up to make it even harder before putting her mouth over the head and drawing back on it, the suction from her full lips making him groan as if all his birthdays have come at once. This is not his wife; it's a teenage glamour girl with a hot body who really knows how to drain the energy out of a man.

Alison watches Jenny's style as much as she watches Jenny's body; she's still feeling sexy about her friend and she'd looking forward to them, sleeping together tonight. The black haired beauty licks tantalisingly up the full length of the underside of his rod, holding it up against his belly and notices that Alison is now standing closely beside her father sliding the flat palm of her hand across his chest and slowly down and around and over his body in a kind of endearment. No wonder the daughter feels very dear to him: out of the corner of Jenny's eye she can see something moving between Alison's legs. It's his fingers!

This makes jenny suck on him all the longer and stronger knowing he's so turned on that he's leaning his right arm down from behind Alison's bare bum under and up with two fingers to slip them into her wet crack making her moan appreciatively. He keep feeling her while her hardened pointy nipples press into his chest allowing his left hand to feel her left breast and twig the nipples. 

Is this as good as it gets? He wonders if it can get any better. His adopted daughter standing naked beside him, her shapely body touching, and allowing him to have one hand on her 36 inch buxom breast and his other hand coming up between her thighs from the back to feel up to his knuckles inside her while her bombshell black haired beauty girlfriend kneels in front of him sucking his cock. Two scrumptious 18- year olds giving this otherwise boring suburban daddy something to keep in his heart and his memory bank for the rest of his life. And he's not going to spoil it by going to confession and admitting he's done something wrong because these days you can't be sure the other Father hasn't sinned himself.  

Alison kisses him on his right nipple and then kneels down beside Jenny so they can share his cock. Talk about the Life of Riley or the Life of Brian what about the Life of Charlie? Two sexy charlies subserviently kneeling in front of him, both of them nude and beautiful taking turns to play with his 45 year-old cock. These two chicks are naturals at cock sucking. It seems that all females are by the way. Whether they see pictures or movies of fellatio somewhere, somehow at sometime in their earlier days or they're taught the craft in primary school it seems they become immediate experts at handling a penis the very first time they get their hands on one. If only men were half as smart knowing how to handle a woman's pussy.

Jenny wasn't expecting Alison to get involved before tonight but she's pleased her friend is excited enough not to wait until bedtime. By then it can be encore time as once these two young women are turned on and feeling juicy they'll be hard to satisfy with a single session. Charlie will not only need to think he's 10 years younger having this fun, he'll need to be as fit as he was 20 years ago. It's just not fair that a man peaks sexually at 18 or 19 and the sex drive is all downhill from there. No wonder by 45 to 55 so many cocks conk out. 

But Charlie doesn't need any wonder drug to keep it up, fortunately if there's one thing he's done right in his life is keep his fitness up. It sure helps keep the cock up without cocking up the love life.

Jenny finds his thick phallus is a real mouthful . The head is a little more than half the size of the shaft and she's not too worried about it being seven inches instead of the longer ones she's enjoyed previously He looks down at Alison's tight blonde curly head opening her mouth to put it in tor the first time and he lets out a loud groan just knowing this is something he's always wanted but never thought possible. He still can't believe it's happening and occasionally looks over his shoulder to see if his wife's coming. 

While Alison's having her turn holding the shaft and rubbing its fullness in her right hand, bobbing her head in unison as her mouth encloses around the thick shape and slides up and down over the head; Jenny's caressing her hands around his strong looking thighs and around the sides to feel the shape of his bum. She doesn't want to stay off the cock too long and quickly presents her face alongside her girlfriend to get a turn sucking. Men are lucky that the opposite sex are such natural cock suckers whether they're seven or seventy and enjoy doing it more than men enjoy cunnilingus. 

Charlie's got his two angels at his feet sharing hid dick and praying the telephone doesn't ring now and interrupt the sensation as he looks down at them both grinning at each other as they hand his dick back and forth between them. He sees Jenny whispering something in Alison's ear and they stop and he can tell she wants to get into it.

Putting on her most seductive expression she gets to her feet, puts an arm around him and purrs in his ear making his pulse start racing. "Charlie," she whispers. "You've got something we want to share with you and you know what it is don't you. Let's do it before us girls dry up." She gives his erection several more strokes and winks at him. "This is your chance in a lifetime, make it a good one," she purrs as he looks down at her immaculate pussy good enough to be paraded on a catwalk. She beckons Alison over with a signal about what he saw them whispering about and lies back on the double sized beach towel moving her legs apart for him to enter her.

It's not very comfortable on a beach towel on Western Red cedar timber but it's outdoors and that alone is a turn on. Anywhere different to the bedroom is somehow exciting for a woman and Jenny is one of the kinds that get an extra adrenalin surge when the place where she's doing it is cheekily different. So in the shaded part of Alison's private sundeck Jenny feels really sexy wants to perform for him even though she intends to fake her orgasm if need be. 

A snap thought rushes through her mind, wondering if the next door neighbour can see them from an attic window she noticed earlier so she pretends to herself that he is and he's got binoculars trained on them. 

"Come on Charlie I love the sight of that big cock of yours," she begs, "get rid of all your years of frustration seeing Alison naked year after year from a kid to a sexy young woman and now you can find out with both of us what it's like to put it into teenage girls when you're 25 years older than us. Hot stuff, eh?"

Alison moves across to straddle her as her foster father lines up his cock and gently prods it between the lips of Jenny's pubescent looking pussy. "Ohh!" she exclaims when he starts pushing it in and she's not faking the response. It's shorter than any of the others she's so far enjoyed in a short time since turning 18 but this one is really built like a torpedo – extra thick and at home where it's wet and dark under the surface.

"Oh Charlie, that's real good," she mumbles loud enough for him to hear," God you're bigger than I thought; you're built like a horse," she says with feeling in her voice. This makes him feel twice the man so he starts to pump her twice and if he keeps it up he'll only last five minutes before he comes being inside such a stunning young beauty. He's in up to his balls and relishing it as Jenny moves her hips thrusting at him in concert to his movements. They may be in concert but she doesn't want him to blow his trumpet just

Charlie's never had it so good, drilling this Playboy front cover glamour puss type of teenager and watching wide-eyed and almost unbelieving at his daughter resting her knees either side of Jenny's face and hovering until it's touchdown where Jenny's lips meet Alison's lips. It doesn't take long for Alison to be moaning with long drawn out sighs as Jenny knows how to work her tongue around her clit. 

Her pop's eyes are almost popping out of their sockets as he watches his sweet young innocent family pet revelling in getting a tongue lashing from her friend without a word being spoken. He can feel the tightness of Jenny's vagina gripping his thick rod and he's got her sounding off with two teenagers taking him somewhere he's never been before. If only his wife Martha could see him now - the thought flashes through his mind – she'd say 'Charlie I didn't know you had it in you' and he'd say back 'no Martha but Alison and Jenny have got it in them.' Ah, how easy to be lyrical about someone else's marriage when the poor old guy is doing his best to entertain God knows how many thousands of Literotica readers that follow Jenny in her adventures and he thinks these two teens are the only ones that know what he's up to when his wife's away. Need any witnesses Martha?

Jenny'y got her legs wrapped around him and she's thrusting up faster and he's doing the same and she can see from the perspiration on his brow that he's really into it and inside her the fullness of his human torpedo hasn't missed any of her sensitive vagina wall nerve endings and twice now she's felt two small orgasms brought on by the psychological awareness of her friend's father inside her as much as the actual feeling of his phallus pummelling into her. 

He's felt her contractions squeeze very hard on his cock twice now and he knows enough about it to realise she's had one or two quick orgasms but no mind blowing one. He's enjoying it but Jenny doesn't want him to come because she wants to see him come on Alison's face so she eases up her thrusts and asks him to give Alison a turn.

This is his big moment. Fucking Jenny was a delight and different but now he's about to put his thick dick into his darling daughter. He's watched her grow from a baby to a babe with a hot body at 18. He's secretly desired her sexually for years but his religious ways kept him on the straight and narrow. Now he can make his dreams come true thanks to this long black haired beauty Alison brought home and got him sexed up. 




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 16



What happens when a religiously strict shy suburban sexually deprived daddy looks through a window at night while trying to catch his runaway pet kitten and sees two buxom 18 year-old young women in their negligees kissing and touching? Does he go straight home carrying his kitten under his arm? 

Yes, but comes back very quickly to grab two full grown pussies lustily wearing a black ski mask and dark clothes as a cocksure break-in burglar to trap the hot teenagers, tie them up at his mercy spreadeagled naked on a king size bed to have his way with them.

This is tonight's latest sexy adventure engineered by the ever so loveable Latina Jenny, the perpetual prick teasing private secretary with the Playboy centrefold body who gets off by getting on with erotic opportunities provided she always comes out on top as innocent leaving the man to wear the guilt.

This chapter follows on from the preceding chapter 15 so for new readers to the Manipulating Jenny series it's recommended you go back to chapter 15 to get a better 'feel' for what this chapter's about. 

For those who don't have the time to go back to Ch 15 for a better, sexier lead-up this episode, here is a synopsis anyway (however it's better to read Literotica's four-page roll-out of page Ch 15 in its entirety.

As soon as Jenny found out that her 18 year-old blond receptionist friend Alison's religiously strict daddy allows her to suntan in the nude near their very private backyard swimming pool Jenny's imaginative mind was ticking over. Better, she discovers that this otherwise shy suburban daddy has been rubbing the sunscreen and tanning oil over his daughter's naked body ever since she's been perfecting her tan in the backyard for the past nine summers. 

Jenny can't believe her foster father doesn't want to have sex with Alison, asserting that no man could rub creams into his daughter's sexy brown body, covering her breasts and pussy, for all those years and not wish to get inside. Now that Alison's turned 18 Jenny figures for an opportune 'stir' that it's time to find out if her dear 'proper' daddy can be dared to go further once Jenny gets him turned on with a particular plan in mind.

His wife's out of town and this is the time to strike she tells Alison who's long been turned on by his massages but afraid to let him know by turning up her portable radio to drown out her moans while he covers her body top to toes with the emollient.

True to form Jenny's convinced her friend that her religiously strict foster father is probably frustrated beyond belief and is really unhappy with his life and his boring wife. The black haired pony tail Latina beauty is sure that Alison's father only needs some signs of encouragement and it's only because Alison didn't give any signals that he didn't try to slip the fingers inside when it was easy to do it applying the suntan cream.

To get her father in the mood Jenny and Alison each buy a cheap Chinese made one-piece swimsuit that's labelled not suitable for swimming but only for use out of the water. Just as well these ones weren't used at the Beijing Olympics as records of another kind would have been happening left, right and centre when the women competitors got out of the pool.

The label warns that immersion of the unlined nylon in water will cause the garment to lose its colour and chlorine will render it see-through. This delights Jenny the sexy exhibitionist that she is and it forms the platform to seduce Alison's long denied daddy into acting more masculine and terribly naughty.

The plot worked perfectly with Charlie's erection a sure signal that once he saw the see-through outline of Jenny's hot 37b cup breasts in the faded swimmers and his own daughter's 36b cup knockers -- both of them sporting drooling pussy cleavage - he'd be easier to coax into massaging the sun cream into Jenny's private parts as well as his daughter's. To make sure, Jenny lent him a hand so when he reached the pussy, her hand around his wrist pushed his fingers inside. You can imagine what happened from there but all the dirty detail is in Ch 15. At the end of a hot afternoon of happenings Jenny's talked Alison's father into carrying out that evening one of her long-held fantasies -- to be fantasy raped in a scary burglar stunt but as long as he makes it look and feel real without any harm coming to them. She's drummed into his head he must really forget who he is and who they are and make it seem they are complete strangers to him. He's allowed to talk really nasty to them for effect and use bondage methods but at no time is he to drop his guard and call them by their real names.

Charlie, after an afternoon of sexual dalliance he never thought could happen in his lifetime as a strictly raised parent, has warmed to the game plan and just hopes he doesn't stuff up because Jenny's told him she'll get a stronger orgasm if he makes it seem real.

It's now 8pm and Charlie, daughter Alison and Jenny have finished their evening meal and he's been given instructions to lay it on thick as if he means it and not to chicken out or go wimpy in the process. 

"Charlie don't come unstuck on us, it's a fantasy of many a woman to imagine someone's got her captive and has his way with her provided there's no violence," Jenny says as he gets his burglar dark gear on.

"Well how on earth can I scare the daylights out of you two if I don't have some kind of a weapon to make you take notice of me?" he replies.

"Just stand there with your erection pointing at us that's a real good weapon if I ever saw one she jokes and both girls break into hysterics.

"Look girls, I'm only doing this for Jenny's sake, because she turned me on today and thanks to that I've never had so much sexy fun in one day ever in my entire sexually boring life but having to get rough with my own daughter and her friend, well, it's not easy."

"Daddy it's only make believe you know that; you used to take part in one-act plays when you went to school and you joined the local amateur theatre company and loved being on stage," Alison remind him.

"Yes but that was Shakespeare stuff, a bit different to scaring the daylights out of you two making out I'm a perverted burglar."

Jenny puts her arms around his shoulders and looks him in the eye. "Charlie you had a damn good time showing us this afternoon that you are quite handy with that big tool of yours. Surely you can imagine having me being tied up and spread out for you to have your way with me?"

"Yes of course, that's the part I like about it. But can't we just do it without me making out I'm breaking into the house and holding you two captive?"

"Charlie you're missing the point. That's not as erotic for a woman who likes to imagine she's being forced to submit herself to a stranger provided she's in no danger and no cruelties involved. I know it will get my adrenalin flowing if someone tied me up and did things...you know...fucked me while I kept shouting no and until I end up saying harder, harder!"

"Okay, girls, I'll go get my ski mask and that's spooky enough coming in a window with that on."

"Oh goody!" sings Alison. "This is exciting; Jenny and I can feel like we're being forced against our will to do things with a stranger. I can't wait; I've always wondered what it must be like."

"Juicy," says Jenny.

It's been half an hour since he left the house and as Jenny and Alison lie on the king size bed in their black baby doll negligees caressing each other and kissing with the soft backdrop of just one bed lamp to softly illuminate the room. 

"What's taking him so long?" Jenny wants to know. "I'm really in the mood right now for something exciting and different." 

"Me too," Alison replies. "Gee, I hope he hasn't been picked up by a patrol car as a real burglar."

"Hell I never thought of that," Jenny says with a horrified look on her face. "How could he ever explain being outside a house -- even his own house -- in a ski mask and burglar-like dark clothes? Those masks are really ugly and scary I don't like them when all you can see is a mouth and two eyes. It's like Friday the 13th sort of horror movie stuff with those co-eds in their holiday bush cabin when the monster turns up with a huge knife."

Suddenly they're both scared now at the slightest thought of something going wrong knowing they're on their own nearly naked in the house with a lowset window left wide open. 

What they don't know is that Charlie changed his mind about using the red and white ski mask that the girls saw him carrying in his hand and he's gone back to the junk room and taken the all black one instead as he thinks it looks more the thing a burglar would wear rather than a bright coloured one since Jenny wants him to make it more realistic.

No sooner did they open their mouths to talk to each other about his whereabouts instead of tongue kissing than he's climbing through the window left open at the other side of the house, a long black crowbar in hand he got from his toolshed. He creeps up to their door of Alison's bedroom and stands back listening, but hears nothing so he sneaks a peek and catches them embracing unaware he's there.

For him it's a fascinating sight watching his own 18 year-old daughter locked in a passionate embrace with another teenager of similar age and dimensions. Both have sexy shapely bodies, tanned and smooth below. Their breasts, 37 and 36-inch respectively, are both pointy at the tips and as he spies on them their negligees are caught up around their hips, exposing two sexy sets of pussy lips. Alison's got a pure cameltoe, her clitoris and vagina lips hidden between her wide and well developed outer labia whereas Jenny's inner lips are partly exposed and her two and a quarter-inch long clitoris hood sits on the surface so fat and decorated with her twin piercing that it forces her outer labia to lean outwards. It's a delicious sight any suburban daddy could ever hope to see up close and personal.

Summing up his old confidence from his amateur acting days at the local repertory theatre company when he was in his late 20s, he bursts into the room, hooded and holding the crowbar outwards in a menacing manner. They shriek a real shriek caught unawares not hearing him coming.

"Ahhh! Caught you two lesbian bitches playing around eh? You pair of hot honeys didn't think I'd find out that your parents were away for the weekend and you'd be here alone," he shouts at them in a voice disguised like the rest of him. It's amazing how good actors can even sound different and suddenly he looks and sounds the part.

"Who are you? Get out of our house you rotten man!" Alison cries plaintively almost as if it's a real life drama. Jenny choruses in the next breath, "yes leave us alone, we're not doing anything wrong but you are, I'll call the police,"

"Like hell will you. I've already cut the phone line so I wouldn't get interrupted, so just shut up. Now, what do we have here?" he leers as he walks up to the side of the bed and pushes Jenny against Alison so they end up lying sideways."Yeees, what do we have here, two little hot lesbians fucking around while the older folks are away. You two got the hots for each other?"

They cringe together, arms around each other as he waves the crowbar about. "I expect you to answer when I ask you a question you young sluts. Got the hots for each other?"

Jenny whimpers yes. "We're just friends, we're only mucking about, and we're not lesbians."

"Don't give me that crap you big tits bitch. If I see two women kissing each other like you two were you must be lesbians. If I saw two men doing that they'd be dead set poofters for sure. There's no in between as far as I'm concerned, my preference is purely for pussies not sucking off some dude and I notice you two shave those sexy cunts so they're nice to eat."

"Eighty five percent of women under 35 shave their pussies," Jenny says from experience and no one in the world has a cleaner, smoother more immaculate hot pussy than Jenny after the care she gives it. 

"That's a good habit I hope they keep doing it. You must be right because the last three young women I did this to I didn't have to spit any hair out when I went down on them."

"You're one of those awful men?" Alison cries sounding emotional because daddy's doing such a fine job it seems so real. "Please don't hurt us we'll do anything you want, just don't hurt us."

"Funny thing that," he laughs. "That's what the others said too. "It makes it so much easier when I don't have to rough anyone up to get what I want. Now if you two know what's good for you you'll stop your sniffling and start feeling sexy because I'm going to fuck you both silly and give those hot little cunts of yours something to remember."

"What have we done to deserve this?" Alison pleads. "Don't you have a wife or a girlfriend you can have your fun with instead?" 

He laughs raucously. "Wife? Girlfriend? Why get attached when I can play the field? I've had some good free fucks this year, three schoolgirls among them, and three other women a housewife of about30, a secretary working back about 25 and a 20 year-old babysitter. Now she was some babe that one! She was really enjoying it on the floor and moaning so much she woke the baby up in the next room. Stupid bitch was supposed to be letting it sleep and she wakes it up with me on top of her and I had to let her go give the kid a bottle and then get back into finishing my job. And now I'm going to have good time with you two. Didn't I hit the jackpot this time, two for the time of one?"

"What are you going to do?" Jenny asks in her best sounding innocent but trembling-like voice. "What do you think? I'm going to violate both of you, humiliate you, make you do things that are dirty and degrading so I can stroke my dick knowing I've got you helpless and desperate."

"Please mister can't you let us go, we don't want to be done like that," she pleads as Jenny digs her in the ribs. "Let you go?" he booms. "I've just got here. Now shut up, I'm going to tie one of you up to that nice handy wide cane chair over there and put a gag and blindfold on you so you don't interrupt while I fuck your friend. You in the black ponytail get your arse on to that chair and put your legs over the side nice and wide and slide your arse forward so it's on the edge. Move it! "

Jenny jumps and spreads her legs across the cane arm rests with her anus and pussy in the front row at the edge of the seat. "Good, that's good you hot piece of arse, look at how your cunt lips are spreading out. Hmm, bit of metal jewellery there too, I see, so you like feeling erotic well how about your little friend here, come here blonde and get this rope and tie your ponytail lover's hands together at the back of the chair and use these shorter piece and tie her ankles to the legs of the chair. No funny business or I'll whack you on the back of the legs with this crowbar and leave some bruises there so you'll know not to mess with me."

Alison does as she's told and he checks that she's tied her tight enough without cutting into her skin. He pushes Alison over on the bed and orders her to lie there legs spread apart. "And now my big tits dark haired ponytail Latina I'm blindfolding you and tying this gag around your mouth so you don't go singing out while I'm busy fucking your blond friend."

He grabs Jenny by her ponytail and yanks her head back so roughly to apply the blindfold that Jenny feels he's as rough as a rapist and she's wet in the crotch. The thought of the shy suburban daddy doing this to please her makes her rapturously more randy being in such a disgustingly degrading position, knees spread wide over the arms of the cane chair, pussy lips open, her explicitly exposed anus offering itself at a backwards angle as her bums rests on the very edge of the seat, blindfolded, gagged, hands tied behind her back to the chair and her ankles strapped to the legs knowing Alison can see her in bondage mode and knowing he's about to have his way with her any minute.

Charlie the beastly burglar turns towards his cringing daughter who's afraid of what he'll do to her. "Come here you little lesbian," he orders with hardness in his voice and hardness in his pants. "You bi women shit me, you'd sooner kiss and lick each other than have a man's cock up you well I'm going to teach you to be grateful for a man's penis so get on your knees and show me how you can suck off and swallow my cum."

He drops his pants and steps out of his crisp clean white undies that Alison only that morning piled up with the other clean washing to be ironed. His erection is a good mouthful by realistic standards, seven inches long and with a pussy pleasing size of seven inches in circumference and two and a quarter inches in diameter, making its thick girth an unforgettable experience.

She kneels in front of him and starts by licking the head across the top, around the side and the underside and then puts it in her mouth and sucks really fast as if she's got to make a new appointment. Charlie grabs her by the back of her head and pushes her face into his cock while he thrusts in short jabbing strokes to the same momentum. 

He's pushing it right into her so she almost gags when her mouth is pressed up almost flat against his body and when she nearly gags again, he grabs her roughly by her hair and pulls her mouth off is cock. "You like sucking cock don't you blonde?" She looks up at him with her big innocent eyes and nods and he pushes his erection back into her mouth and face fucks her even faster Alison's never had a face fuck before but she's getting one now.

Jenny can only hear her spluttering noises and from behind her blindfold assumes she's giving him head but making a lot of noise about it, more than she'd expect from a head job. Alison's doing such a good job and for a shy religious man that he was before this day Charlie's sudden transformation into some kind of a sex maniac is making him feel twice the man. Only for Jenny's involvement this would have never happened and the weekend would never have progressed past him putting the suntan cream over his daughter's bare body without moving inside with his fingers, let alone what's happening right now.

It's too soon but too good and too late as Alison's hot lips and gagging noises push his erection past the point of no return and he ejaculates full blast into her mouth, saturating her tongue in a white carpet of cum as she's caught by surprise. Swallowing as much as she can after nearly gagging several times, mouth open with strands of his cum sticking like a suspension bridge from her top teeth and upper lip to the glans of his penis, she gulps in mouthfuls of fresh air. 

"You liked that didn't you bitch, you lesbian fucker!" he grunts as though he were anyone but himself. "Yes you ought to lick your lips, that's my cum you're licking up, it's so good for you I'll have to give you some more before I get out of this place. Now get your arse over to your friend and I'll take her gag off so you can straddle the chair and put your wet lips against her dry lips and see if she can give you something else to be thankful for." He watches gleefully as Alison presses her thighs forward and finds Jenny's tongue waiting for it. In the 18 years Alison's been raised as a foster child and getting about naked as a growing girl was acceptable in their home Charlie never thought he'd see the day his grown up girl could get so turned on as another woman lavishes her vagina lips with passionate strokes of the tongue. Jenny can't use anything but her tongue as she's tied hands and feet to the chair but for Alison it's a very sexy situation looking down at her bound girlfriend eating her pussy with a blindfold on and her long shapely legs straddled wide apart over the arms of the chair. 

The burglar in her daddy wants to steal as much of this moment as possible, ever glad he took the extra Viagra pill an hour earlier so he could peel off 20 years of his age and rejuvenate his sperm bank so he can withdraw more from it on account of Jenny and Alison and make worthwhile deposit in their favour. It takes only 10 minutes for Alison to reach an orgasm as Jenny worked her clit blindfolded. 




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 16



He orders her to sit on the side of the bed and fondle his penis as he just sits and stares at Jenny tied to the cane chair, legs up and over the armrests in a stunning picture of bondage beauty he'll remember for a long time. Alison's got his erection back and he almost thanks her, remembering just in time after daydreaming looking at the dark haired sexpot bound with rope right in front of him. "Untie your friend, it's your turn to be tied up now, only something different," he barks at the blond. 

Jenny, free of her bonds, demands to know what he's going to do to Alison, making out she's worried about her but inwardly hoping it's something extra saucy. "Mind your tongue you puffy nipple slut, I don't answer to you. Get your arse on the side of the bed here and start fingering yourself for me; I want to see how a teenager like you plays with herself."

Jenny does as she's told and masturbates, leaning back on one elbow and letting him see her part her outer lips for him and then start swirling her fingers around her clit. Alison stands there watching her too, and the man in the ski mask suddenly realises he must stay on top of the situation and not get dumbstruck by what he sees. He grabs Alison's arm and pulls her into his body, imagining any red blooded burglar seeing her naked would do the same. "Give me your mouth blonde, show me how you kiss a stranger who's about to fuck you," he says with lecherous intent.

Alison reciprocates and enters into a passionate embrace that makes his erection stand hard against her flat tummy. This is his daughter for God's sake, he's thinking, she's sweet 18 and about to be fucked. Her tongue plays games with him and she grabs him in a tight mouth to mouth Hollywood style embrace and it's so horny he nearly comes in his pants. He pushes her away and smiles behind the mask and talks nasty. "You know how to kiss don't you for a young slut your age. Is that how you go about your job interviews?"

"Yes," she lies. He places the palms of his hands around her bulbous breasts, so big yet so firm but he knows about their sensuality as he massaged them with suntan creams every summer since she was nine and watched them grow inch by inch over the years. He tells Jenny to shift herself to the chair and keep fingering because he wants her pussy to be extra wet, and picks Alison up and dumps her on the bed.

"Lie still and spread your arms and legs out while I tie you to the corner posts and you'll only speak if I want you to say something. Is that understood you wet pussy teenager. Look at you, big firm tits, shaved wet cunt, you're not bad looking and the best you can do with yourself is to pick up with another dame your own age and make out like a lesbian. You'd better tell me you like more cock. Well, tell me!"

"Yes I want more cock. Put it in me, put it up me as far as it can go, cum all over me, come in my face," she replies testily. 

"Now that's more like it. Nothing better than a woman who knows her place is beneath a man. I'm going to see how your black hair ponytail friend can handle a stiff cock now and you can watch me shag her while you're lying on your back with that lovely pussy sitting up begging for me. And while you're in that position you just think yourself lucky I didn't bring the boys with me tonight, they love a good gang bang, there's only eight of them."

He orders Jenny to get off the chair and let him sit on it and then sit down on his cock facing him so he can enjoy her breasts and sexy mouth while she rides him. As her vulva sinks down on his shaft her vagina lips spreading wide to accommodate his thick girth, she lets out a loud sigh but it's not a sigh of relief it's a sigh of exhilaration feeling his sturdy shaft find its way up her passage. 

"You're nice and tight you sexy fucker," he tells her. "I bet you've done this with your daddy back home. Bet he taught you real well when you were just at the age when girls get nice filled out sexy bums even if they don't have tits. I bet you were one of those girls with a sassy arse and a sucker for a man's penis because you didn't have one of your own. Penis envy they call it and it was only because of penis envy someone invented the vibrator and dildo so women can do it on their own."

She doesn't answer him because that's really what she wanted to happen when she was ten but her stepfather made her wait until she turned eighteen much to her chagrin. Jenny doesn't suffer from penis envy; she can get it whenever she wants it. The closest thing to envy was waiting eight years until she was old enough from the time she first wanted to feel it inside her after finding out in the schoolyard that some girls that age could describe it to her annoyed they could get it and she couldn't yet she was twice as pretty as them. She sure makes up for it now riding up and down on the beastly burglar's thick shaft.

She's really at home riding on a man's cock and enjoying the feeling of its hardness and incredible thickness inside. This one feels so good that with every little twist she makes in his lap it sends shivers up and down her spine. He's sucking on her erect nipples and stretching them out with his lips as she leans back a bit, his cock buried completely out of sight inside her love nest and she stops bouncing up and down on it and just vibrates her hips hard without moving for a different kind of stimulation. 

He's done both breasts over and over and grabs her around the back of her head and pulls her mouth on to his, savouring her luscious full lips so muscular yet so sensuous. His wife never kissed him like this and it's not easy wearing a ski mask but as long as their mouths meet in the space provided that's all that matters. Alison's watching him, and what she sees is something she never thought possible -- the incredible transformation of her foster father in just one day from a disciplined churchgoer, so devout in correct behaviour and decent morals having her spreadeagled naked on the bed, her arms and legs tied to the four corner posts and watching him in a spooky face mask sitting naked on a chair with her friend Jenny riding his cock and the two of them locking lips in passionate embrace.

All this because at Jenny's instigation she invited her over to see if she can encourage her boring but otherwise nice daddy to be a bit risqué with the suntan cream massage. In Alison's mind Jenny is so manipulative with men, she gets what she wants and makes out that it's the man making it happen so its feeds his ego and she knows men like to feed their egos. She just presses the right buttons using her exhibitionist nature to hook them and wind them in like fish on a line.

What amazes Alison most now is the extent her father has gone to playing out the nasty burglar rapist bit, but after all she did remind him to call on his earlier acting experience with the amateur repertory group even though that was more than 15 years ago. Jenny's delighted and the rougher he wants to sound bossing them around with crude talk the more she's turned on because in fantasy -- not in real life -- this is sexy playtime from the norm and right now he's revelling in not being himself today.

For a man starved of hot passionate sex for most of his life Charlie's got his two angels right where he wants them, stripped to the bare essentials and taking orders from him so that anything he wants he gets. He glances across to one of them lying flat on her back tied to the bed's corner posts and realises yet again what a beautiful young woman she's turned out to be and better still, not just sexy looking but downright dirty in sex.

He orders Jenny to get up and push her quim into Alison's quivering face on the bed to repay her for what she did when she was tied to the chair. He's getting his kicks making them do something sexually stimulating for him to watch and why not? No one ever knows how long they've got to live, so he's making the best of this opportunity while he can get away with it. When his prudish wife returns after the weekend it will never be the same again.

There's so much he wants to do with the two nude teenagers that he doesn't know what to do in the time available; he wishes he had a whole seek to spin it out and make every sexual act something to be upstaged by the one that follows. One thought is to screw them both in both barrels -- that's four on the floor in sports car jargon with their hands and knees on the floor, their generous genitals and anus entries sitting up approvingly.. He won't waste time so he gets Jenny to untie Alison after her 15-minute face sitting comes to a climax.

"What are you going to do with us?" Jenny asks feigning fear in her voice. "I'll tell you what I'm not going to do you cheeky smart arse, I'm not letting you two get out of this lightly until I've done you both over good and proper. It's horny to make you two perform for me and show me how you masturbate but I've just thought of something I really like to do and I was going to put it off until later after drilling you babes both up the bum one after the other side by side. Instead I'll go to plan B and that might be more fun."

"What is it you want from us?" Alison asks. "Just don't hurt us mister."

"Get your teenage arses into the bedroom and put on some nice sexy clothes, little panties and bra; I'm going to give you an idea of what it's like to be touched up in the dark when you're in a place when the lights suddenly go out."

Jenny likes the sound of that, it reminds her of the scary occasion she was groped by someone in the subway when the train's lights went out for 10 minutes when it stopped underground waiting the driver to get instructions to proceed because of a problem on the tracks at the next station.

The two women are going through Alison's wardrobe and fortunately she's got some low cut bras that Jenny can just fit into and there's no shortage of sexy silk thongs. They return to find him sitting at the end of the bed still in his black ski mask and holding his crowbar but soon he'll be holding his cock that will have the look of a bar worth crowing about. 

Alison's wearing one of her daytime office skirts that fall just above the knees and a cotton shirt that is held together with press studs while Jenny's opted for a mid to knee length mini skirt with a zipper at the side and a nylon blouse with buttons. 

"Right, the two tarts have returned," he remarks crustily. "I was about to come and get you. If you had any ideas about trying to escape don't even think about it or you'll suffer."

"How do you think you're going to touch both of us up in the dark at the same time buster and what if we put up a fight?" Jenny asserts. 

"Because my smart arse black pony tail I'm putting one of you out of action until I have my fun with her friend and then I'll do the other one next. In fact you with the big mouth, you can stand over here and I'll tie your blond friend up to this post. Lift your hands up nice and high. He ties Alison's wrists as she holds them aloft and then binds her ankles together so she can't move.

"And now my sexy dark haired ponytail Latina you're taking a short cut down this alley after working back late to get to your car and it's a real dark laneway. You know you shouldn't go down those dangerous sorts of places in the night time. Lots of weirdos hang about there. You should've stuck to the main street where there were cars and lighting but no, you couldn't be bothered taking the long way back to your car so dangerous people like me hang about waiting for someone stupid like you to come along and sure enough, there's always a woman silly enough to believe she lives in a perfect world and thinks nothing will ever happen to her if she takes a risk. You see, I love people like you -- stupid but sexy. I can't wait to feel what's under your shirt and your skirt."

His description puts the wind up Jenny especially when he says it in such a steely monotone voice. With Alison tied up he gets Jenny to stand where she is and leaves the room to put all the lights in the house out. It's a cloudy night and the wind is whistling in the tall shrubs outside the bedroom window. Even though the window's shut in the pitch darkness the sound of the bushes blowing back against the window frame seems eerie.

Jenny doesn't know where he's gone, he's taking ages to come back again, except that it's a big place and he went to put all the lights out. She stands there waiting, and waiting and waiting in the pitch black of the room. It's scary just standing in the middle of the room and she whispers to Alison, "Are you okay Alison, it's real spooky, I didn't know it would be this dark." She hears Alison whispering something back but before she can answer a big hand suddenly goes over her mouth and her left arm is pulled behind her back. "Where do you think you're going little lady?" the voice breathes in her ear, sending a shiver through her. It's not Alison's father, this voice is different. She freezes. "You shouldn't hang about in dark places. If you know what's good for you just stand still and don't try to run or I'll stick this into you and your pretty dress won't be worth wearing again." 

Jenny near seizure. It's like the same man in the railway carriage. Her mind is racing in confusion thinking where's Alison's father and how did this man that she never got to see that time in the darkened railway carriage where he groped her, know she was here?

She can feel his heavy breathing in her ear, just like before. "Lady I've got news for you I know you think your daddy's playing a game as a burglar because I've been watching for a while now and your daddy's in the kitchen out cold so I'm here to take care of you. Mmm, nice set of tits you've got." She feels his hand reefing her shirt out from where it's tucked in and a pair of big hands are coming up from the sides and pawing her breasts, grabbing the straps from over her shoulder and pulling the clips undone at the back so the garment falls to the floor in the dark.

His hands are now all over her breasts, mauling them and stretching her nipples so they stand out erect. Jenny's frozen to the spot frantic. His hands are under her skirt feeling between her legs and getting inside the skimpy silk thong. He moves swiftly and expertly and his hands are mauling her bare arse as he drags the thong to one side and plays with her clit and slips his fingers inside. She's not in a sexy mood but she can't stop nature from lubricating her vagina once he stimulates her in the right places. 

His face is right behind her ear and she can feel his heavy breathing. "You like being fingered don't you slut? Don't you!?" He hears a soft whimper "Yes" and is back in her ear again. "That's good and just as well slut because I know you like it because your cunt is dripping wet. Bet you come down this dark alley hoping someone can feel you up because women like you are always out looking for a fuck from a stranger because it's more exciting then isn't it, better than your old man or your dopey boyfriend."

He's got his fingers deep inside her from underneath a she stands there glued unable to move frightened he'll stick the knife into her. Suddenly he's unfastened her skirt and drags it down her legs to the floor. 'Oh my God, I don't believe this is happening,' Jenny thinks almost aloud. "Bend over you ponytail fucker," the hot and heavy breath in her ear sends shivers of the wrong kind down her spine. He's back at her ear again. "Listen to me slut, if you know what's good for you and your friend you'll shut up. The only noise I want to hear from you is to hear you moaning as I fuck you. Do you understand?" He hears only silence so he says it again, "I said do you understand or do I have to jab you and spoil that pretty body!" 

Jenny whimpers back, "Yes I understand."

"What's happening? What's happening? Alison calls out from the other side of the room.

"Shut your trap sister if you know what's good for you. I'm sticking my cock into your pretty friend's cunt that's what's up and you're next," he snaps with a fierce reaction to her voice.

He breathes into Jenny's ear again and his tone is menacing. "Now listen bitch I've got two weapons here, one of them is my cock so if you've never had a thick one up you before that's too bad because you're about to find out what it's like. You teenage tarts should be able to take 10 inches no trouble, you're lucky mine isn't quite that big. Tell me you want me to fuck you. Beg for my cock. Beg me to fuck you. Come on, I want to hear you and if I don't hear any moans when I'm fucking you you're in big trouble"

"Fuck me, please fuck me. I want your big cock in me" Jenny says in a soft plaintive voice but Alison can hear her still believing it's her daddy in a class act. He's breathing hot air in Jenny's ear again as if he's panting in uncontrollable passion. "Where do you want me to put my cock lady? Where!"

"In my pussy, I'm wet."

"No don't give me that shit. What do you call it when you're feeling dirty and sexy and you'll do anything, what is it? Where do you want my cock?"

"In my pussy, in my pussy," she wails.

He tugs her by her ponytail. "Not good enough darling, try again, where do you want it real bad?"

"In my cunt. In my cunt," she sobs.

"That's more like it. Don't pussyfoot around with me you teenage try-me-out. So you think saying cunt it's a dirty word eh? Well every woman I've fucked gets down and dirty when she's hot and they say things to make my hair curl so you start learning now I'm shoving it into you."

Jenny feels the full girth of his broad seven inches pushing in and meeting her natural resistance so he pushes harder and it slides all the way up her vagina making a loud "Ohh!" escape from her lips. He's got her by the hips starting to thrust rapidly in his excitement to be screwing such a gorgeous young thing.

In the dark she can only feel the thickness of his predator penis pushing into her making her moan constantly with every hard thrust. She can't turn around in case he's got a knife like he said. He's pummelling her hard, so hard as she's bending over that it's making her head jerk back and forth. "You need this you hot arse slut so keep moaning your head off I like the sound of a woman enjoying my cock," he grunts greedily.

He's rough as guts but Jenny's so wet it helps to defray any damage to her vagina. He grabs her pony tail and reefs her head back so he can grunt into her ear. "You better tell me you're enjoying this bitch. Sing it out you like it!"

She's caught between a cock and a hard place and whether she's terrified or not the psychological sensation that a man's penis is pounding her, right up inside her body, is undeniably sexy and although she hates this monster of a man she's uncontrollably turned on as she answers his demands in a jerky, broken voice as her head bounces back and forth. "Ye..e.s! y..yy..yees! Fu..ck...me...it...i..it's....s..s..so..g...g..g...goood!" she pants.

He's increased his thrusts to something like a frenzy after getting inside her 15 minutes ago and all she can think of is that her little game has got out of control and instead of Alison's daddy mock raping them as a dressed up burglar a complete stranger has got into the house and taken advantage of the situation. Knowing she's been taken by force in the dark sends confused messages to her brain: she's frightened but can't stop the fast rising sensations, the passionate heat of what's happening and the electric-like pulses bouncing into her brain from the hundreds of sensitive sexual nerve endings of her vagina that's gripping his penis tight and hearing his masculine grunts while she feels so subservient and helpless bending over. The more she moans, the more she thinks of what's happening and how it feels the more she brings on her orgasm. 




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 16



He's not saying a word as he pummels mercilessly into her from behind and Jenny feels it coming like a rapidly rising tide of emotions swept up in a surging euphoria -- the beautiful indescribable sensation flooding her brain as her contractions start as ripples and intensify then suddenly as she's moaning faster and louder the big wave comes and crashes into her lower abdominal regions as the pelvic muscles respond with a vice-like grip on the man's penis and he knows she's come. She lets out a loud cry and his thrusts are suddenly easier again as the contractions of her PC muscles abate gradually to free his penile strokes back into freestyle.

Her attacker doesn't stop and he thrusts hard and fast again but not for long. Jenny's feels the hot sensation of his ejaculation deep inside and his loud groans accompanying it and she knows it won't be long and he won't continue with a flaccid penis. He's still groaning but mildly now as his orgasm subsides inside her but he won't pull out until he feels he can't enjoy it any more. Alison, tied up in the dark across the other side of the room, is frantic now realising Jenny's been raped by someone different and she's next being so helpless. 

"Please don't hurt me mister, please don't do it," she wails as he shouts to her to shut up snivelling. "I'm going to put the light on and see who I've been fucking here, I've got the old man's mask on so you won't know will you?" he laughs coarsely -- of course. 

Jenny's head is almost touching the floor she way he's bent her over and at last she can straighten up as he lets go of her hips and he moves to find a light switch. Suddenly there is light again and the two teens blink to adjust their eyesight.

He's standing in between them naked except for the black ski mask, stroking his cock proudly as Jenny turns around. Both girls stare in amazement. 

"Oh no! I don't believe it. It's you! It's you!" Jenny shouts. Alison cried out, "Daddy where did you come from?"

"I've been here all the time having my dirty way with Jenny."

"But that wasn't you in me, it was another man, he didn't even sound like you at all and he was so nasty and rough with me," she retorts in disbelief.

"Well Jenny just ask Alison if I was good at acting. I just gave you one of my best performances and changing my voice was easy but if it wasn't in the dark I couldn't have got away with it. Alison would know it's me."

"But Charlie you frightened the damn daylights out of me. I really thought I was being raped by some ratbag who came out of nowhere."

"Jenny, turn the page back a bit; it was your script to make it realistic as possible so I decided to do that as best I could. You had a pretty good orgasm so it must have been good."

"Oh God, it sure was; it was unbelievable. If that was you, I just can't believe it, I just can't."

"Let me put it this way Jenny; until today when you arrived to sunbathe and get in the pool with my daughter I was the same meek and mild retiring type of boring suburban married man but you brought out the hidden beast in me. You brought out the real masculine mindset of wanting to be in charge and to be man enough to literally be on top of my woman. 

"I've always felt a bit ashamed of myself that I was too wimpy being mister nice guy to everyone. I know that women look up to a man more when he's a leader type and takes charge and doesn't dither. My trouble is I've been married for so long to an old fashioned lady who's simply a prude by modern day standards. I've lost my confidence over the years and that's what a woman needs to see in a man, that he's confident and knows where he's going, and what to do. 

"Thanks to you Jenny, I've woken up to my weaknesses but don't worry, I'm not turning into a savage beast just because of how I went tonight. Now don't get me wrong, I love my plain Jane wife just the same despite what I've done today, but gee, we come from a different era than you kids today where sex is so out in the open."

"Daddy? How about releasing me from my bonds? I'm standing here still tied up in my work clothes," Alison interrupts.

"Ahh, yes of course," he says with a leer in his voice, "see what I mean Jenny; look at how you've stirred the sleeping beast in me. Here's my lovely sexy 18 year-old daughter tied to the post in her work clothes and she wants me to untie her. But I'm not going to do that.

"Alison, you didn't see me screw Jenny in the dark but you must have sure as hell heard her moaning her head off. Now I'm going to do you while you're all tied up. I'm going to finish this sexy game Jenny contrived by putting it in you while you're standing up with your hands tied above your head and your ankles tied. 

"Daddy! You are getting dirty now!" she exclaims, looking across at Jenny who's egging her on. "Charlie I'm proud of you, if only I can get my step daddy to carry on like this it would be fantastic. I just love the older man and younger girl thing."

He walks over to Alison and realises her legs are tied almost close together. "Hmm, you're not going to spreads your legs for me like that so I'll have to push it in the hard way." He undoes her skirt and drags it to her ankles and actually rips her satin panties off her, throwing them, to the floor in two pieces. He looks at her magnificent mons pubis, so smooth and hairless with its high arcing shape descending down between her legs with its wide and well developed labia majora pushing tight into the central crack so only a cameltoe is visible but her clitoris and vagina lips are not. It looks good enough to eat. 

Jenny watches gleefully knowing that in that position with her legs close together her vagina will be even tighter and it will make his cock have to fight the natural resistance and make it seem more like a virgin fuck. "Go for it!" she urges him. "I've never had one standing up and neither has Alison so this will be good."

He puts his black ski mask back on again and steps in front of Alison, sliding his fingers into her already moist lips. "How nice of you to let me tie you up like this so you're helpless and I can rape you, teeny bopper blonde," he drawls. "Mmm, your cunt feels nice and wet in there. How old are you baby? Still at school with those big tits? Seems schoolgirls these days are getting bigger tits earlier than ever. So how old are you baby?"

"I'm 18 so leave me alone. Don't do it."

"Oooh, the little baby blond is 18 and says don't do it," he says with a sneer. "Well it's too late for that; you should have thought about that before you got into your sexy negligee and started making love to your girlfriend that just fucked. Now it's your turn." 

He's making a real fist of this one, his fingers are up to his knuckles probing around and making her twitch left and right. "Oooh, the little tied up teenager likes my fingers inside her," he teases, "or maybe she's just trying to dance on the spot, ha! Ha!" He undoes her blouse and pulls her low cut bra down below her breasts, exposing them fully, the pointy pink nipples are thick but the areolas are small in diameter. He sucks on them, one after the other while his fingers probe for her g-spot and eventually finds it hidden in the spongy erectile tissue under her urethra and just below her clitoris. As soon as he touches her there she starts pushing her hips towards him in automatic involuntary movements.

"It's good isn't it little girl, you co-ed's are so easy to get turned on you're just ripe for the plucking the day you get to senior high school." He presses his mouth against hers while he has one hand now working her clitoris head and the other hand up to his knuckles with fingers curled back reaching up to the internal side of her clitoris working around her g-spot as she moans against his mouth and twitches uncontrollably to his inside out massage of her clitoris. Alison's getting very excited and she can feel something like a volcano starting to bubble about in her loins. She never was one to stall an orgasm being very sensitive to touch from the many years he massaged her with the suntan cream. 

He slides his tongue in her mouth and can feel her mounting desire for intercourse as she twists and turns her hips as his fingers work on her engorged clit. The burglar disguised as her daddy lifts his mouth from hers just momentarily but enough for her to let out a long groan of pent-up emotion and he knows he's got her at his mercy in total surrender as she orgasms with a series of fast panting noises. His cock is hard as hard can be for a man in his mid forties and he steers it against her moist inner lips and starts to push it in finding it unusually tight.

Her legs are close together at the thighs so he adjusts his angle slightly and pushes harder meeting the natural resistance of her vagina muscles gripping it as if they're hanging on for dear life. Getting it inside her while she's just going through an orgasm isn't easy as her contractions have tightened her vagina until the rocking and rolling sensations of orgasm abate and allow his cock to move with the normal resistance from her tighter up legs together. For him the feeling of how tight it is makes it twice as exciting as if she's a virgin.

He gives her short jabs until he feels her vagina expand naturally to accommodate the broad girth of his fat penis and suddenly, it seems, his penis is in more open territory further up and deeper inside her passage heading for the opening of her uterus.

Once he's got the angle right and with her legs still closed it feels ultra tight but sliding in and back perfectly as Alison purrs away while her pussy gets all the attention. The position she's in with her legs closed makes it feel like it did when he fucked her for the first time beside the swimming pool in the afternoon. Doing her anal was his maiden entry there too, and the tighter feeling right now reminds him (and her) of it.

Alison's not one to keep quiet when she's building up a head of steam and her loins are on fire with desire to be taken and fucked good and proper. He's doing it good and she's proper. Jenny can't keep her hand off her clit watching this happen. There's something super sexy about watching another couple locked in passionate embrace, thrusting wildly into each other, moaning and groaning, puffing and panting, seeing the penis rise and dive faster and faster over and over and in Alison's case to see her face strained, her eyes wide and wild looking, grimacing and grinding her hips to meet his thrusts, his tight buttocks pushing in, releasing, pushing in, releasing, pushing in, releasing in mindless monotony but at such speed he's got his daughter racing to a climax.

In Alison's mind just knowing he's inside her is in itself an enormous turn-on; it's the sort of thing a girl thinks about, wonders about and wants to try out usually years before she does it and now all of Alison's eager younger years are coming home to roost with this big rooster leaning into her cocksure and if it's seed this hen wanted he's about to give it to her. Whoever said that blondes are daffy and sassier than sensible hasn't met Alison. She's one smart cookie this 18 year-old chookie who knows how to shake her tail feathers and what it's like to get laid standing helpless with her legs and arms trussed.

The tightness of her vagina in this position and his two and a quarter inch wide diameter manhood stretching the erect walls of her labia minora out wide as he pushes it in the upwards angle makes her feel as though it's a pole not a penis. After 20 minutes and her brain assessing the psychological impact of size, sensation, sexiness and submission all coming together at the crossroads of desire and delivery in her nervous system her orgasm comes swiftly and hard, her pelvic muscles going into seizure-like contractions as she moans loudly and wantonly. She's swept up in a wave of mental and physical euphoria and he's feeling as though his cock is jammed in a workbench vice, it's being squeezed so hard by her powerful orgasmic seizure.

It's vice all right if he wants to go around screwing teenage women with a hooded mask hiding his face and no other clothes on. From his present standpoint it's a picture of vice and virtue -- opposites attracting. The innocent young maiden tied and helpless as a sex toy is the face of virtue but he's imposing his will on her in sheer vice. Jenny thinks it's just so yummy her clit needs a rest or it will be sore tomorrow.

Charlie's almost tied in a knot. The pressure on his penis is that strong from her orgasm with her vagina already in a tight position. He licks her erect nipples as she rides through the quickly cascading waves of emotional turmoil called "coming" but he eventually resumes his hard thrusting after he feels a bit of the pressure released as her magic moment gradually subsides. The dirty daddy wants to come inside her. 

He needs to do that because he wanted to give her a facial but there's no way he can get her face level enough by the time he ejaculates and besides he's always wanted to come inside his daughter as its most surely the deepest, closest most personal thing he can ever give to her. Bonking his daughter is one thing, coming in her face is another but ejaculating inside to send his seed into her womb is something more wonderful. It's just as well she told him earlier in the day she's safe at this time of the month. And it's just as well his dear prudish wife picked this weekend to visit a relative. What if she walked in now?

Relatively speaking this foster father's just got closer than he's ever been with his adopted daughter. Once a man's up to his balls inside a woman, his penis deep inside the love tunnel thrusting hard and fast and long enough to find the room called the womb and he's about to ejaculate it's a ' no stopping at stations' express with the driver blowing his horn coming right on time.

"Oh my God that was beautiful, it was so good," Alison says when she gets her breathing back on track. "Daddy you were wonderful, until today I'd never believe you could be so masculine, so dominant and so good in sex."

They hug and kiss lightly. It's a lot different to what they were doing earlier. "Are you happy now Jenny?" he asks. 

"Charlie I won't forget this ever. This one's going to stay in my mind for a long, long time. The way you acted it out was just incredible. You deserve an Oscar for all that."

"Could I settle for a fuck instead?" he asks.

CHAPTER 17 in 18 days' time (same age as Jenny) sees a surprise sudden and somewhat sexy reunion with Jenny's original father Ron who deserted her and her mother for another woman when she was just seven. Now he's a rich man they agree to meet in the foyer of the swanky six-star Ritz Hotel for a one-off reunion and it's his shout. He's never seen how she's turned out since giving his 'Smoochie' her first facial that long ago. Isn't he in for a surprise? Get your diary out and note the appointment.



Manipulating Jenny Ch. 17



IN THIS chapter Jenny makes a surprise and somewhat raunchy reunion with her original daddy, the man who abandoned her and his wife for another woman when Jenny was a prepubescent learner, but not before his 'Smoochie' found out all about facials outside of the beauty salon. He doesn't have a clue how she'd turned out since. He's rich now and she's certainly enriched but in another way. Isn't he in for a surprise?

(Author's note: to the many female readers sending emails that they really relate to Jenny I can only say the world is a better place for your presence of mind. It seems some were like Jenny, some wanted to be like her and seem to admire her attitude and even some may be like her to this day. Wow! To what extent I can only imagine as we move into another sexy session with this cool headed hot blooded frisky female just halfway through her 18th birthday. And by the way, it's understood that maybe three quarters of female readers here may never have been, or want to be like Jenny, but they sure seem to enjoy following her experiences. 

Jenny picks up her mobile phone and it's him, the blast from the past, her real daddy Ron who rang two weeks ago and wanted to meet her. Her original blast at him for deserting her mother was a highlight of their first conversation in 11 years when she demanded to know how he found out her mobile number. It's not beyond her thoughts that he's counted the years too, and knows that at 18 she's now legal for his idea of love. How did he get her cell phone number? He said he has good connections now he's very well off.

She agrees to a reunion at his nominated venue, the six-star plush Ritz Hotel where she not long ago had some unusually long fun with Mr Wilson, her boss Raymond's wealthy associate and she had to convince him to sign a lucrative but secret deal. She felt like Julia Roberts in her favourite movie Pretty Woman on that occasion -- and just as good looking -- although Mr Wilson fared better than Richard Gere did in that movie. 

Jenny got a whopping $5000 bonus that week in her pay packet for getting him to sign the deal, but she doesn't know that the ever-opportunist filthy rich Raymond got twice as much from Mr Wilson if he could set it up in a faked deal and he could get her into bed. That's how far some very rich and dirty minded men are prepared to go if the young woman is a real dolly 'girl next door' cutie and twice the class of any hot bit of arse on the call girl circuit available to anyone.

Of course Raymond, her 50 year-old hopelessly horny boss, got more than Mr Wilson in more ways than one. Just look at what she's driving right now, a fully imported BMW sports cabriolet, not the kind of car the average 18 year-old gets into without lots of smart manipulating of her own. Funny though, she's not a gold digger, she just attracts gold without any prospecting.

Jenny's already decided to the reunion as a way of giving daddy Ron as she called him, a hard time for deserting her just as she was getting used to playing with his big toy and making him come hither and giving her something to lick her lips for. For Smoochie it was all innocent fun but after he left, taking his big tool kit with him it took the next 11 years of yearning for her step daddy to come to the aid of her party. Her stand-in father loved her dearly too (who wouldn't?) and knew all along she was the playful type but was strict enough to wait until she turned 18 legal and then it was time to celebrate. This is her chance to get even with her real father and make him wince for deserting her. 

The long eye lashes and long black ponytail light brown Latina decides to wear the same outfit she wore to the so-called client dinner meeting at the Ritz with Raymond and Mr Wilson (hot chapter 7 'The junior sex goddess plays her best hand') the meeting where her boss went 'sick' suddenly and left her stranded in the foyer having to dine with the business magnate on her own and negotiate the business deal on her own (if you like the meaning of erotica and cat and mouse build-up of tension with hot release you should read Jenny chapter 7).

Daddy Ron's trying hard to get on side with Jenny after his shocking act of abandoning her just when a young girl needs a father more than in later years because of boyfriends and partnering. "Just let's have a drink and let me see how my little Smoochie's turned out," he says and she knows he's crawling to her. Good, she thinks too, she likes strong men not weak ones and he'll be a pushover now she's older and wiser with a mind of her own. And it's a mind where sensuality and sexuality intermix very well. 

"I should hate you instead of talking to you," she scolds over the phone. "it was a mongrel thing to do with mom and the rat you were you didn't have the guts to come to her funeral and it was only a year after you went," she replies in a kind of bitter sweet tone.

"No I couldn't but I sent heaps of flowers didn't I?"

"Yeah, but a bit late wasn't it? Why didn't you give her some flowers when she was alive? Daddy I loved you so much then and we got on so well but you just walked out of my life too."

"Anyway Smoochie, I want to make it up to you somehow, but I've got to go, big meeting coming up at the agency and I've got to be there so I'll see you in the foyer at 11 tomorrow morning." Ron's really a strong man when it comes to anyone but his Smoochie otherwise he wouldn't have done so well in his more ruthless ways in getting ahead at the agency. If Jenny had him by the balls when they cavorted together before he shot through for another woman, as she did, can you imagine her at 18 with a bit of experience from older men behind her? Back then she liked to fondle them gently to please him but now she feels like she should squeeze them hard to please her.

It's a Saturday so her inquisitive and sometimes possessive boss Raymond won't see her getting dressed into something to make him wonder if she's on with another man. He's that jealous of anyone cracking on to his Jenny when he's got so many dirty ideas in mind. Her stepfather's just left for his weekly 18 holes of golf with some of his old cronies and she's just showered and glossed her nipples with the edible emollient that makes them so shiny and tasty, too. 

Jenny spends a lot of time titivating herself, with real emphasis on the tit part. It's not just she may or may not get involved with some form of dalliance but just in case she ever has an accident and has to go to hospital or a medical clinic she will never leave home without being scrumptious in every respect. A magnifying glass with an eye for it wouldn't even find any buff on her muff.

In the dress Raymond gave her for the recent dinner at the Ritz she looks more like a young Hollywood starlet than a young star from the suburbs, or as one couple she overheard talking about her in the foyer that last time, she must be a supermodel. How super she thought then and it was what she needed to pluck up the courage and go to the business magnate's room on the 50th level to get Raymond's deal signed.

What a contrast to how she looked this day for the perving next door neighbour watching her at 8 o'clock in the front driveway washing her car in her size 10 super tight spandex walk shorts -- the ones with no legs -- just the legs that go into them all the way up to you know what- the big V -- vulva by name and v by shape and v for v-e-r-y sexy.

The retired bank manager always banks on Jenny wearing something short when she's out washing her flashy car on the edge of the street. He always sidles up to the young office sex siren armed with small talk and a big horn whenever he sees her so he can enjoy the view of her the spandex pulling up tight between the crack of her shapely model's size bum. The front view draws his breath too. He chats her up for no other reason but to check out a close-up view of the mountainous mound sweeping down between her legs with its cameltoe split up the centre. Of course, she knows what he's on about so she teases him deliberately knowing his wife will benefit in the long run if he's half a man and uses his imagination in the cot.

Yes indeed, she's the reason the 60 year-old bank manager's wife wonders what's got into him, wanting sex with her as much now as he did 30 years ago. He read somewhere that a psychologist said it's healthy to have fantasies when you're having sex with your partner but not always wise to tell them why you're so turned on unless it's about them. He thinks of Jenny often when he shuts his eyes and pummels his dear wife Essie. Jenny doesn't realise it but she's responsible for many an older man who's either met her, or seen her somewhere, reigniting the passion of his once boring love life at home and suddenly sending his dear jaded Jessie into long lost raptures. 

The dress she's just donned for the reunion is more for the evening than the morning but it's such a stunning and exotic outfit as she admires herself in the bedroom mirror that she wants to wear it to really open his eyes to what he's walked away from 11 years ago. And when daddy Ron sets eyes on her he'll know that beautiful body was just starting to take shape with a sexy bum then when he walked out the door for a woman not half as sexy looking as Jenny would become even before her teens.

The ever attentive Raymond so much wanted Jenny to be super stunning for the meeting with his golfing crony -- the supposed business magnate 'Mr Wilson' -- he had a top dressmaker create the outfit to her 38b-22-34 personal measurements. After all, when someone is paying him $10,000 just for the opportunity to be alone with Jenny he knows that when a woman dresses real sexily she's more likely to be in the mood for sex.

The ankle length black satin dress has a full- length split up the front that goes within three inches of her crotch. As Jenny walks the gown separates from the front to show lots of bare leg and inner thighs yet is extremely elegant and in some way rather discreet. It's designed to be eye- catching but not brazen; the sort of dress a Hollywood starlet could wear with pride.

The shoulders are completely bare. Adjoining straps tie the gown at the back of the neck and the designer has created a sensational low cleavage for Jenny's big firm breasts by having parallel four-inch wide straps sweep down from the neck, crossing over the nipples of each breast and the deep vee shape leaving three inches of bare torso underneath the breasts before the gown assumes a normal full cover to the ankles -- apart from the splits! The dress does not allow for a bra to hold her jugs -- they are so firm they stand up very well without support. 

Her swollen puffy nipples etch a clear outline against the sheer satin and cannot hide their size and pointy shape. Her breasts are exposed from the side profile, except where the material runs over the nipples, Because Jenny's boobs are so firm the side-on view is mind boggling. At the back the dress has a matching full length split up the centre parallel to the front one, rising to just three inches from the start of the buttocks. Anyone following behind Jenny as she walks will see lots of leg and shapely inner thighs.

She giggles to herself as she jumps in her Beamer and heads of to the hotel for the appointment. This is her chance to tease him beyond belief and make him suffer for abandoning her so young, especially after letting her play with his big toy when they got the chance and then taking it away from her to give to a woman he preferred to her mother.

In a scheming revenge mode mood she arrives at the hotel but admits to herself it would be interesting to see the sex toy she played with all those years ago, the hand gun that fired gooey white stuff every time she pulled the trigger long enough.

If daddy Ron thinks he's in for a quick lay, he's lying to himself. It's called another think coming. Jenny loves saucy sizzling sex with a real sense of adventure behind it but only if she dictates the terms. No one gets her intro bed as soon as they shut the door. Besides this reunion is all about squaring things up and she'll make good use of the opportunity as well as have a good time because she knows from way back his cock is a real gob stopper, seven inches yeah, but really t-h-i-c-k. For her, a thick dick makes a better trick. 

She waits next to the foyer fountain attracting heaps of attention in her daring dress for a Saturday morning and fidgets like she did last time waiting for Raymond who didn't turn up and left her to deal with Mr Wilson on her own in this very same outfit. Then suddenly, there is he, her biological father.

Daddy Ron is much heavier now, he's put on weight since she last saw him --but after all he was 35 then and now he's 46 but on first glance times seem to have been good to him as he looks fit and healthy for a business executive.

"Smoochie" he calls out, attracting a number of glances from people in the area as he rushes up to her his arms outstretched to embrace her. "Daddy, you look different," she answers letting him embrace her as her arms encircle him and making various men in the area mutter under their breath 'lucky man.'

For all her pent up anger the instinct to embrace a father she once loved dearly shows Jenny instinctively sharing the initial joy, the hug she waited more than 10 years to get. But it hasn't altered her steely resolve to give him a hard time for upsetting her life and the way he let down his wife, her mother.

"My God, just look at you Jenny, I can't believe how you've grown so....so incredible," he fumbles as he takes in the exotic view from the top of her shiny hair top her toes. "So this is how little Smoochie turned out, a real glamour puss if I must say."  

"You've put on weight daddy, look at your waist, you're getting a bit poddy in the belly don't you think, but I suppose you're an old man now so that's okay," she says starting to turn the screws on him.

"Hang on Smoochie, I'm not an old man, I'm only 46 and look, no grey hair yet."

"No but you're going bald instead, but I suppose that's a sign that you can't stay young anymore."

"Well little sugar pot there's many a man completely bald these days before they get to my age so don't knock your daddy, he's doing fine. Anyway, let's not waste time talking here I've ordered champers in a private suite so we can catch up without being interrupted by waiters and other people getting to the bar."

"You didn't have to go to all that trouble for me," she fibs, "I'd be happy just to have a drink at the bar in a swanky place like this so other men can look at me." 

"Well, I don't want other men ogling at you when you're with me so that's why we'll go upstairs, come on."

He takes her hand and leads her to the elevator but Jenny discretely takes her hand away from his making out she's adjusting her hair. He looks down as she walks beside him and sees how much leg she's showing as she walks.

"Geezus Jenny, that's one helluva horny dress you've got on," he says, wishing he'd even see a bit more. 

"My boss got this dress made for me, he's all over me like a rash," she boasts to annoy him. They get in the elevator with several other people and he pushes the button for floor 40 as he replies, "What else has your boss given you?"

"A BMW convertible but that's not all," she replies cheekily, raising eyebrows all around her as other occupants see how she's dressed and how dynamic she looks as the elevator speeds to its sudden stop on the 40th floor.

People in the elevator are heard chattering about them just as the door closes and he strides quickly to the private suite with sweeping views across the city.

"Well, well," she muses, "aren't we doing well to afford this pad? Are you paying for it or the business?"

"The business of course, I put it down to entertaining clients." 

"So I'm a client and you're going to entertain me or am I supposed to entertain you," she says with just a hint of sarcasm. He notes the slight edge in her voice as he beckons her to the white leather lounge adjacent to the suite's own bar.

He opens the champagne and pours them, a glass each, toasting their reunion. "Jenny I know I let you down all those years ago and you have every reason to not like me; I was all mixed up then and made lots of silly decisions in my life. The biggest mistake was walking out on our home life back then."

"So she left you, did she?"

"Yes, and took a bundle with her, the same old story but I suppose, she turned out a real bitch."

"And you left a good woman for a tart; well serves you right daddy now don't think you can cry on my shoulder when you got some of your own back. I don't hate you daddy but I suppose I should, it was real bad of you and you'll never know how much I cried at the time."

"I'm sorry," he laments way too late.

"I suppose now I'm 18 you think you can screw me just because of what we did that year before you dumped us?"

"Well Smoochie if you stop and think about it, you had a great time and we so much loved each other. Truly, I've never forgotten it."

"I suppose not. Giving your girl those facials back then is something to remember me by but don't get any bright ideas just now."

He realises this is not going to be the pushover he thought it would be judging by how she sounds now and how she used to crave for it then, besotted by its size and what happened when she played with it long enough.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" he asks to neutral the mood. "No way, I could have easily but I'm too young to be tied to any one man's opinion and besides, boys in my age group are just that- boys - compared to older men."

That gives him hope. So you think older men are okay? How many have had sex with you?"

"Daddy that's personal and it will only make you jealous, so I'll tell you. First time it was old Bill the masseur in the building where I work. He's 66 I found out later. Ha! He fixed up my knee when I hurt it and my boss sent me to him. He was bald, fattish and ugly, the kind of man I detest to look at but he was very good with his hands and on my second visit turned me on so much massaging me I couldn't help myself."

"How did he get away with that?" he asks quizzically hoping for a clue to help him out now.

"It just happened. I was on my tummy with nothing on and when he finished doing the massage the oils he was using had me on fire. I was literally burning with desire for some reason and he just pulled my bum to the edge of the massage table. I was so wet even his huge dick didn't scare me. He put his erection against me with my legs either side of him and said where it was pointing and waited to see what I'd say. I just glanced over my shoulder at him, shut my eyes and put my head down so he knew."

"My God Jenny some old geezer in his sixties screws you on the massage table? Ronald looks mortified. "A dirty fat balding old bastard fucking my teenage daughter? I can't believe it. What a mongrel!"

"Daddy it's not the age it's the way and what led up to it. No boy my age would get near this man for knowing how to turn me on. Anyway daddy if you'd not left mom and me like you did I daresay you could have been the first and a lot earlier. I knew you'd be jealous because he's had it with me and you haven't," she giggles to rub it in. 

"And he had you naked, going there with a crook knee?" (Chapter 1 and 3)

"Of course daddy, lots of women probably like undressing in these private situations because it's that sense of adventure for them being a safe environment, you know. Sure, I wanted to show my body off because of how you got me sexually excited so young, I'm a real exhibitionist now. I just love turning a man on, especially when I can lead him on and the older they are the sexier it is for me because I know they must be missing out a lot."




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 17



He squirms. "It seems you haven't changed, you always liked to flirt with me and squeeze me down there even when I had my pants on. I shouldn't be surprised you grew up that way."

"Well daddy you were a good teacher. Tell me something. You liked me giving you head then but if you had the chance and if I wanted you to, would you have wanted more before long?"

"Oh my God, Smoochie do you realise what a sexy arse you had when you were that age? When you lay on your tummy without clothes that sexy arse of yours...my God, the full firm beautifully rounded cheeks of your bum, and yes I just wanted to slip it in between those nice shapely thighs, holding you around the arse and give you a taste of it." 

"Well daddy you missed out and serves you right."

He groans the kind of groan a man groans when he suddenly feels lonely for real love he once had and gave away for a fling. "Smoochie, if I'd only have known you felt that strongly about it..."

"I pestered my step daddy for something right through to when I turned 18 because of you Ron."

"Keep calling me daddy, Smoochie, it sounds better than Ron. Has your new father done it?" he asks as he tops up their glasses.

"Yes, but he made me wait until I was 18. That's what I'm saying, had you not deserted us I think it would have happened much earlier that's for sure."

Daddy Ron groans again looking at her majestic appearance, trying to imagine it happening with her lying on her side in his bed with nothing on and thinking what it could have been like pushing it in between her thighs from behind her to the tune of her hard breathing and moans on the way to an orgasm. 

"I'd give anything to turn the clock back now," he admits. 

"I bet you would," she laughs but it's too late. You put some other dopey woman ahead of mom and me when I needed you. Daddy I really wanted it, I really did and I've never have ratted on you like some girls do when they know very well what they're doing. My step daddy told me it's wrong until I'm 18 but I never gave up trying."

"Well he's a good man and I should thank him for looking after you. Just the same I'd have looked after you too."

"But you didn't care enough or you'd be there for me. Well I'm here now but it's different."

"How often do you have it with him now you're 18?"

"It depends, maybe once every two weeks, sometimes once a week."

The original daddy groans even louder knowing what could have been had his penis not pointed in the wrong direction when she was younger. He gets up and puts on a CD of soft mood music hoping to break the ice. 

"At least let me hold you and let's have a little dance here in front of the balcony to this nice music."

"Okay but that doesn't mean anything, you've got a long way to go to ever make it up to me."

They get up and he puts his arms around her, at least they're strong and he's masculine, the kind of daddy she knew a long while ago. Jenny entwines her arms around his neck; her wrists crossing over and she shuffle about to the music.

"You know, you're a very beautiful woman Jenny; I'm proud of you."

"You're only saying that to get into to my pants." 

"No I'm not, I'm your father. You are so damn sexy."

"That's what my boss Raymond says when he takes me on his business trips and we stay overnight," she teases to make him hate himself all the more.

"Well I'm your real father and I now I'm doing well in business I can give you anything you want."

"So can Raymond. He's very wealthy and I always dress sexily at work to keep him turned on; he made me his personal secretary so he'd have an excuse for me to travel with him. He's got this great imagination when it comes to sex; he's quite exciting really, for a boss anyway."

He looks annoyed at hearing her say this and she knows she's stinging his ego but he deserves it. "Smoochie, you're old enough now to run your own life but well, knowing how much you used to cuddle up to me and hold my cock, well can't I at least have a look at how your tits look in the flesh. You didn't have them back then?"

"No you can't," she teases to string him out knowing she'd love him to see how they grew from the little nothings he used to suck on pretending for her they were real breasts. "Aw, come on Smoochie have you forgotten it was because of my sperm you came into the world?"

"No daddy I haven't forgotten you're my real father. Gosh I know all about your cum, one night in my mouth, another night on my face and on it went. How the hell could a girl ever forget that?"

"Yeah but you liked it, you asked me just as much."

He gets one finger under the strap on her dress where it criss-crosses her breasts and it would be oh so easy to flick it to one side, but she smacks his hand.

"Cut it out. Don't try getting your hands on me that easy. Your little Smoochie isn't a kitten anymore she's an adult pussy and a wake up to men."

"Aw come on Smooch, you don't have to play hard ball with me, it's not as though you don't know me."

"Daddy, let me tell you something, a woman my age is more likely to give herself to a stranger than someone she knows if it's just a quickie."

"You'd like a quickie then?" he asks with vain hope in his heart but lust in his head and ego in his dick.

"No! I'm not into quickies at the moment. Ron, or daddy, if I were to surrender to you knowing what we used to do long ago a quickie would never be enough, I'd want nine fucks rolled into one drawn-out overnight session to make up for one for every year after you pissed off with that tart. Can you get this room overnight?"

"Geezus cripes!" he whistles. "You are one hot babe, my teenage daughter telling me this. Of course I can stay here as long as I like, it's only Saturday and my first appointment is 11am Monday"

"Good daddy well bad luck, because I'm just teasing you. Why should I let you have me every which way this afternoon, tonight, tomorrow morning and tomorrow afternoon two ways each session when you couldn't give a fuck about me and mom back then?"

"Well I can easily come up with eight or nine different positions sweetie, my God could I ever the more I look at you."

"Well stiff luck daddy, I'll have you hanging out for it. Do you honestly think I'd reward you and give you something you crave for now when you weren't there when I craved for you?"

"Yes, I was hoping," he replies, as he pours her third glass of champagne in mounting frustration. "What have I got to do to make you want me like before? he wails. Do I have to pull my dick out on the footpath until I cum and be humiliated? Do I have to lick your arse?

Jenny's eyes light up. "Now that's not a bad idea daddy. "Yes I'd like to humiliate you for how you hurt me and mom. I'm doing this for her too. All your apologies mean nothing now. If you want to get on side with me it sure won't be on your terms. I'll demean you honestly I will before I ever let you see any of my body, the same body you liked licking all over front and back when I was your Smoochie. Well now I've fully grown and just reached adulthood you've got a lot more to lick haven't you?"

"I sure have looking at that sexy body and those bit beautiful firm tits. So you're going to undress for me and let me do that?"

"Ha! In your dreams! No I'm not, I'm going to make you undress instead and go out on the balcony overlooking the city and jerk off until, you come."

"You're joking Jenny, you don't mean that."

"I sure do. How bad do you want to get close to me?"

"Do I have to make it so public, what if someone sees me?"

"Daddy you're on the 40th floor for God's sake. Sure, maybe someone in that other hotel building over there might see you, they're pretty level with us but that's the fun of the danger. Get all your clothes off and go out there and humiliate yourself for me. You'd better!"

"Jenny I'm an advertising executive for God's sake, I can't go out on a hotel balcony nude and pull my dick until I come; it could ruin me."

"Well you didn't mind ruining our lives back then and we had to get over it. Anyway you took a lot of risks doing what you did when I was with you then so take a risk when I'm with you now." She starts unbuckling the belt on his pants.

"Come on daddy I want to watch your lovely big dick spitting cum. Make it go over the top of balcony for me. From 40 floors up you never know whose face it will land on."

"It's preposterous, how can I?"

"Daddy I'm walking out of here and going home to my step daddy and I'll let him fuck me instead unless you get your pants off, and your shirt too, and yours shoes. Get naked for me and let me see your cock again. I'll sit on that seat on the balcony and watch you do it up close so I'll know you won't cheat. If you don't ejaculate I'll eject myself out of here."

"Gawd Smoochie you drive a hard bargain. What if someone sees me?"

"Don't worry daddy Ron I'll see you, that's all that matters. I'll egg you on so get those two eggs in your cock basket nice and stirred up for me."

He walks out to the balcony on a bright Saturday morning and tries to get an erection but it's only half mast. He's just not turned on about it in the slightest.

"What's up daddy, have you lost interest in me already?"

"No damn it Jenny, it's not that, it's just that it's hardly something to get excited about standing on a major city hotel balcony naked and trying to wank myself to orgasm." 

She feel momentarily understanding but won't let him back out. "Okay daddy just face me then and work it up if I pull these two straps aside and you can see my bare breasts. Look at them and when you get hard face the street, shut your eyes and jerk it right off pretending it's going on my face."

While she's giving him instructions they don't know they're being watched by four female holidaying Asian students in the not so far away other hotel balcony. Scanning the scenery from their level with two pairs of binoculars two of them notices what looks like a well built fit looking man coming out on the balcony of the Ritz Hotel naked, so one of them she calls to her girlfriend who's a university student majoring in photography. She rushes and gets her long range lens camera and is back on their balcony just as Jenny is flashing her bare breasts for him.

The sight of her naked flesh puts rocket-like fuel into his hand held missile and it's quickly hard and close to launching its load. "Go on daddy," she urges, "it's real horny looking make it go on someone in the street. I've got to see this!" 

And so do the Asian girls from Penang. They are giggling and digging each other in the ribs knowing their friend is a talented photographer with a field zoom lens so she can get close up images. "That girl, she egg him on, she show him her big tits he looks to give her facial.no..no..he now facing us. Why he do that? Do you think he see us and try to give us facial?" one of them sings out. "Look I think he tries to squirt sperm our way. You get cum shot on camera Jen-Ling? "

Jen-Ling sure does, just as it shoots at his upward angle to clear the balcony much to Jenny's delight, not to mention Jen-Ling with the camera who caught the exact moment in full frame action. "Such Westerners have funny idea to please girl," she tells her fellow 18 and 19 year-old fellow Malaysian travellers. "Man has big cock and lots of cum; picture should look good. I got it going over balcony; so funny, such a waste she did not get it"

Back at the Ritz Jenny's clapping daddy Ron for embarrassing himself in public view but never knowing who, if anyone, saw him. He races back into the hotel room and Jenny follows, adjusting the straps of her dress to cover her nipples again.

"Don't do that to me again Jenny that was so embarrassing, I could see a group of girls on that balcony over there, just as well they don't have binoculars or a camera, that kind of picture could end up on YouTube or somewhere and I'd never live it down." 

"You worry too much daddy, now don't go diving for your pants, I've got something else I want you to do" 

"What's that? No more going out on the balcony."

"No daddy, something you said earlier you thought you had to do, one was to pull your penis and come for me and the other, oh I can't wait, the other thing is .. you're going to have to lick my arse. It's nice and clean daddy and you are going to do it. But first to make it more fun, just shut your eyes a minute." She dives into her purse and brings out a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs she intended using with all this in mind.

"Hold our hands our straight for me daddy. Come on be a good father...that's right." She snaps the cuffs on as he opens his eyes in amazement. "What the hell are you up to Smoochie, what's the idea of cuffs?"

"Shut your eyes again daddy and let me show you."

He does as he's told and with the practice she gained when the boss inspired lesbian set up with Laura and her turned the tables on her randy boss Raymond by handcuffing him, stripping him and screwing with a strap-on dildo (hot Chapter 6 'A bi-sexual encounter gets out of control') Jenny took just seconds to get that same big black blindfold around his eyes and tied tight at the back of his head.

"Is this some sort of game Jenny? Are you into bondage? I wish I knew that years ago I wouldn't have waited till you turned 18."

"Shut up daddy and don't be naughty by talking. Save your tongue for licking and I mean doing it properly. I'm clean as clean can be down there and it's really exciting having a man's tongue do that. My step daddy can make me orgasm so you can go for your life."

"I can't see a bloody thing with this blindfold on. Where the hell are you? How am I expected to put my tongue precisely on your teenage hole if you're dressed and I'm handcuffed and blindfolded?

"Don't worry daddy, I've taken my panties off and I'm pulling my dress up over my waist; what a pity you can't see me. I'm going to bend over and put my bum right up to your face. Let me see how good you are at doing it but no touching my pussy or I'll pack up and go home and leave you here blindfolded, handcuffed and naked until the maids come to clean the room in the morning." 

"Cripes you've really got it in for me haven't you? he complains as he feels the soft warm flesh of her cheeks up against his face. With his hands cuffed it's hard to just feel for it so he gets his two hands further down her legs and brings them up carefully and uses his fingers to pinpoint her anus, being ever so careful not to go a bit further and touch her pussy. The mood she's in she's likely to leave him like this for the maids to find him in the morning, naked, cuffed and blindfolded, and to think he signed in under his company name.

His tongue finally finds the spot and he's licking her for all his life while she's in the mood to even let him do this. It's been a long time between drinks for him and her, and he's not thinking of the champagne in the hotel room. He's thinking of how he did this when they were originally together and she liked it then, but that was just in passing while he did his body crawl with his tongue, one of the games she liked him to play with her. 

"Ooh, that's nice daddy, keep doing it like that," she purrs as he really turns it on feeling more randy by the minute thinking of getting hold of her whole body. If the Asian students still on their balcony across the way could only see this; after all the lounge chair is directly in front of the open wide doors to the balcony facing them, and the clever slim taller one Jen-Ling with the telescopic lens camera is focusing right now. She won't get these kinds of pictures back in Penang so she's zeroing on the balcony where he came out with no clothes on and she's adjusted the light setting for inside a room confident these pictures will turn out too. 

His tongue is lapping along her anus and perineum as well, the sensitive tissue area abutting her vagina but he's careful not to go there in fear of what she might do now he feels so helpless. He knows he must be turning her on as she's not sounding as catty as she was earlier even though she's purring. 

"Mmmm, that's more like it daddy, you haven't forgotten have you! "she says impishly. "Keep doing it that way, you're making me wet in the pussy damn you."

"I'll lick you there okay?"

"No! I said lick my arse, I want to you to be subservient to me for a while so I can punish you for letting me down. If you ignore me Ronny I'll put my panties back on and be out of here leaving you to the house maids in the morning.

Being the man he is and working in advertising for too long he never believes what he hears so he takes it upon himself to assume Jenny's so turned on with him licking her there she'll just let him switch across to her clitoris -- after all, in a man's mind, that's all he has to do to make her fall at his feet.

Convincing himself she's moaning so strongly from enjoying her bit of domination over him he thinks it's time to take charge of proceedings. His tongue dives further forward and quickly finds her wet vagina lips and quicker still, the erect bud of her engorged clit. He only has just enough time to get his tongue around it several sweeps to discover that her clit's very well developed and quite thick. 

Just as he starts to settle in to a rhythm Jenny pulls away from him shouting, "Daddy I warned you not to go there yet, and now you've spoiled my fun. I warned what I'll do and I'm doing it."

"Come on Jenny, you've always loved me licking you there, you couldn't get enough of it before so what's the problem?"

"The problem daddy Ron is you. I've put my panties on again now. You just turned me off trying to think you're in charge just because that's how it always was with us but I'm a big girl now and I like to decide what I want and when I want it and how I want it."

"Jenny don't be so cranky. What's got into you Smoochie? You love sex with me, we haven't even started..."

"You're right about that and it's your fault. I told you what I'll do and I'm doing it. I'll ring the hotel in the morning to find out how you're going; I'll leave a message at the desk for the staff to do this suite first."

"Hang on a minute," he sings out in rising panic. "You can't leave me here naked, handcuffed and blindfolded for the maids to find me like this? "

"Yes I can and that's what I'm doing daddy. Now I'm writing a big easy to see note for the maids advising them that the call girl your advertising agency hired for you was asked to leave you like this as you're into bondage and wanted to give the maids a thrill when they found you naked and helpless and a nice PS at the bottom suggesting you don't mind if they put their pussy to your face for a quick lick!"

"Jenny you've got to be joking!" he shouts, now realising she's determined."Don't you realise this could ruin me if this got out? I'm a respectable businessman. You're my own daughter for God's sake, don't do it, I beg you!"

"Daddy save your breath."

"Please Jenny, pretty please. I can't see a thing this blindfold's so tight and I can't get my hands around to untie it the knots so damn tight. Can't you take the handcuffs off?"

"Sorry daddy, don't say I didn't warn you. It's making me get very wet knowing you're so helpless daddy and remember those times I was the one so helpless when you played those games and tied my hands to my legs and spread them?"

"Yes but we were only playing, this is not playing, it's damn serious."

All he can hear is his own voice trailing off and silence then the sound of the door slamming shut. "Shit, she's gone," he says aloud." I don't believe it. She's pissed off and left me here like this, what a bitchy thing to do.

"Jenny! Come back here! Jenny! Come on Smoochie be fair!" he shouts loud as he can.

Jenny's leaning on the bar adjacent the hotel lobby ordering a Pina colada, her favourite drink since it evolved from the Latina's original homeland of Puerto Rica. She sips on the straw pondering daddy Ron's plight. This will give him something to think about, she considers, never intending to leave him there like that but to scare the daylights out of him as her final revenge for upsetting her life 11 years ago.




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 17



Jenny's always loved the feel of his cock and little does he know it, she often touched herself wondering what it would feel like inside her once she reached that early enough age to know where a man puts it in lovemaking. She's moved to her third drink and decides what to do.

She wants him to really think he's stuck there for the night and the maids will find him that way in the morning. And she wants him to think she left that note for the maids making out he asked to be left like that in bondage style to turn the maids on with an invitation to put their pussies up to his mouth for a kiss for releasing him.

To Ron, the image of him being found this way is unimaginable. It's tearing him apart and he starts to sob seeing it as the start of how whole world crashing down around him, the disgrace it would mean to his reputation and how it would affect his business. Drowning in his sorrow he realises how his cowardly act 11 years ago must have equally wrecked his wife and daughter's happiness when he took off with a secretary from another business. It comes back to haunt him hard and he realises his own Jenny is justified doing what she did.

He wanted the reunion so he might get the chance to have sex with her, carefully counting the years knowing she's 18 and legal. He banked on her being sexy at 18 as she was sexy back then, only with more now to offer the cock that controlled his life. If only he could get through to Jenny that he's sorry for what he did so long ago.

Jenny is nonplussed, sipping on her fourth Pina colada and looking at the clock; it's only 3.30 in the afternoon and she will ring her stepfather to advise she's staying the night at the hotel with Alison then she'll kill two hours in the hotel's cinema and then go the restaurant for a meal. That will take it into the early evening and it will be dark before she goes back to the 40th floor.

Ron's been in the dark since she put the big blindfold on anyway so he won't know what time it is. When she opens the door she will call out in a disguised voice "room service -- your house maid" and then squeal "Oh! Oh! when the lights go on to make him think he's been sprung. It's so delicious, she salivates on the thought.

When the clock moves around to 7 o'clock Jenny makes her move. She intends leaving him tied up with the handcuffs but will tied his ankles together as well so she can give him an automatic erection and make him groan with a slow striptease act right in front of him. Jenny loves it when they can look but can't touch. She intends to stay the night and before dinner the next evening to get every one of those nine fucks in more than nine different positions to represent the nine years since her father walked out of her life.

She's not rewarding him, she's making him reward her and that's why she's making him pay the price up front right now. She gets to the door on the 40th floor and opens it quietly and sings out "Room service- it's your house maid" in her disguised voice, at the same time flicking on the light switch. He's still sitting on the white leather lounge opposite the balcony probably thinking or hoping she'll come back. 

Jenny doesn't want to talk or it will be too easy for him to work out it's her so she resorts to just sounds, starting off with a startled "Oh! Oh!"

Daddy Ron, believing it's really a house maid sings out," quick untie my hands and take this blindfold of. I've been robbed and tied up by a thief so I couldn't chase him."

Instead, Jenny sidles silently up to him saying "Oh! Ooooh" and picks up his thick flaccid penis and starts stroking it to a more masculine shape, murmuring in her disguised tone "mmmmmm, oh so big...mmmm." He doesn't know what's going on and realises this must be a horny young -- or maybe old -- house maid whose read the note Jenny left making out he wants her to put her pussy in his face for some adventurous dalliance. Jenny's already taken her panties off to enact the idea and as long as he stays blindfolded and handcuffed he won't know who's doing it.

She straddles him with her little sighs and moaning noises to make out she's a horny maid taking advantage of his offer to have a bit of adventure on the job and puts her pussy against his mouth. Her scent's irresistible to him and she makes out she's Japanese saying "mmmm sucky...mmmm sucky, big cock man."

His erection's rock hard thinking he may as well take advantage of this moment since Jenny's deserted him anyway. She's very tempted to spike herself on his upstanding phallus fat and inviting as it is but that's getting too close and he'll figure out it's her and that will spoil it. She pushes her thighs a bit farther forward and grabs him by the hair pulling his head into her vulva to drop the big hint that this Japanese house maid means business.

He's licking her lips and she's licking hers too, enjoying the amorous adventure all the more because he thinks it's one of the room service staff that from time to time is known in hotels to get big tips on the side, and daddy Ron's got a big tip in his lap ready to give her is she wants it. Jenny is getting turned on twice as fast because as she normally would in someone giving her cunnilingus because she's never had it from a man handcuffed and blindfolded and doesn't know who he's doing it to. 

His cock is straining for it as he hears her heavy breathing just above his head and knows he's got her really sexed up. It takes only 10 minutes from start to the climax for Jenny to get full value from her trick. Despite the risk of giving the game away by saying something she lets her moans and movements do the talking all the way to her orgasm. She pulls away from him puffing the words "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! So good" in her talented way of changing her voice. " "I don't know who you are but for God's sake take this blindfold off and let me see you; that sounded real good. And get me out of these f-ing handcuffs please!"

Jenny ignores him, puts her panties back on and discretely kneels down and takes his cock head in her mouth, pulling it out just long enough to mutter a discreet "oooh, so big, so big" before going down on it proper and giving him a head job to remember. Daddy Ron's shut up asking to be untied or to be free from the blindfold. It occurs to him whoever this maid is she's unlikely to want him to see her in case he identifies her to management. He leans back to enjoy it still hoping Jenny will come to her senses before the morning. Surely, he thinks, she's punished him enough.

Jenny's gone through primary school and high school since she last had his manhood in her hand but now her tongue is longer and wider and she knows how to use her sensuous lips far better than the amateur hours of her earlier age. She makes him groan as she sucks his balls one after the other without her handing leaving its post -- his post --and the silky feel and warmth from her hand encircling it makes him glad some maids are still made in Japan. If all Japanese women working in the hospitality are this hot, he thinks, he should go there for his next holiday. 

But this isn't a Japanese maid, nor is she made in China like most things we come across these days, this one's made in Australia where BeamMeUp knew the real Jenny back in the 1970s that gave rise to this series working in a big city office in Newcastle, New South Wales. Being the exhibitionist the real Jenny was at the time she'd love to know she's sexily turned on almost several hundred thousand readers so far in the short space of several months since she first appeared on Literotica in 2008.

Daddy Ron's is so glued to the enjoyment she's giving him he hasn't twigged that it's his own daughter doing it and do it she does until she makes him cum in her mouth, swallowing. But not before she opens her mouth, her tongue covered in a mantle of white and it's caught up under her tongue as she signs off gurgling the words "hank you, hank you, I go."

And Jenny takes of quickly before anything goes wrong. She makes enough noise closing the door, wipes her lips dry and walks down the long corridor and then straight back again. It's just gone 8 o'clock.

She enters the room, where 'Jenny the Japanese maid' just left the light on, and calls out to him.

"Daddy, it's me, Jenny, I decided to come back. I didn't want to ruin your reputation but I just had to show you how bad you've been by making you sweat it out."

"Thank God you're back, get this damn blindfold off; it's driving me nuts," he says taking a deep breath.

"I just saw a Japanese woman coming out of your door as I came down the corridor. She was one of the house maids and just as I passed her she was brushing her hand across her mouth as though she'd been eating something, why didn't she take your blindfold off? Oh hang on, I know, she's read my big note I left behind inviting room service to help them to you! How delicious daddy, I hope she was good!" Jenny laughs as she twists the truth as well as churning him up inside.

"She shoved her pussy into my mouth and made me eat her until she got off on me. God it must have taken her 10 minutes and damn her she kept screwing it into my face. Those Japanese women must be insatiable."

"See what happens when I turn my back, you're having sex with some Japanese house maid. Daddy you just can't help yourself can you?"

"It wasn't my fault Jenny, she just put it up to my mouth and was squeezing it into me making me take over or suffocate."

Jenny smiles impishly and gives herself the thumbs up for tricking him for serving it up to her thinking it was a Japanese house maid. It makes it feel all the better all over again. He hasn't lost his touch when it comes to cunnilingus she can see that; it's just that he's had more to work on with a fatter pussy and the orgasm took a bit longer while she held back enjoying it as long as possible before her mind took over and she thought about who's doing it to her.

"Hey I just remembered, when that house maid was leaving your room I saw her wiping her mouth and trying to hide from me what she was up to. Daddy did you have her suck you off?"

"I didn't...I mean I couldn't stop her, my hands were tied and besides she was unbelievable. She made me lose it big time. I'd prefer it was you not her but you left me stranded. Now can you get this stupid blindfold off me, I'm still in the dark."

"I'll take your blindfold off in a minute when I'm ready daddy, just be patient, I'm going to look through the CD rack there for something I'd like to play and show you something you'd lost."

Jenny lines up 10 tall candles in their broad base holders in a wide circle formation between him and the night air, closing the door so the breeze won't blow the candles out. She's set the scene for an erotic striptease and only has to leave one soft glow electric light on for background and get the music going.

"Hurry up," he says hurriedly. Jenny intends tantalise him in a striptease dance while he's still handcuffed and can't put his hands on her. To make sure she ties his ankles together so he can be a spectator not a participant. She wants to drag it our teasing him as long as possible before spending the night and into the next morning with him until she gets her 11 fucks, representing one for every year he went AWL - absent without her leave permission. That's for her to know but for him to find out. He's complaining again and begging her to stop the nonsense and set him free. 

This is her way of making him pay her back and she's going to make him earn every one of those 11 acts of intercourse, and of course, in 11 different positions. She wants to leave him totally tuckered out and fucked out. If he can't perform she'll ridicule him and make out her stepfather must be a lot fitter. That would really hurt the ego of an advertising executive. Daddy Ron is finding out that his little Smoochie is no longer that subservient kitten; she's a full grown tiger with claws

She goes through the range of music CD's searching for some music she can ooze her charm to in a slow seductive way to make him ache so bad for her that his balls will be near to bursting. She wants to feel his thick penis all the way up inside to her uterus and plant his seed there knowing it's a safe time to do it. She needs to be sure of it too, since a healthy man's testes produce up to 500 million single spermatozoa with every complete ejaculation. Jenny knows it only needs one microscopic little swimmer to think it's Michael Phelps to swim the distance and find room in her womb to create a baby if she's fertile at the time. The only baby daddy Ron's thinking of is an 18 year-old one with a knockout figure that he had a hand in creating 18 years and nine months ago. 

Fossicking through the music titles she finds something to help her move her body to sexily and slowly whip him into a frenzy. It's Ravel's famous 1928 one-movement orchestral piece called Bolero with its haunting repetitive slow and relentless drum beat that runs for 17 minutes. It starts whisper quiet with a solo flute instrument before increasing in tempo and pitch as it progressively builds tension towards a crescendo finale with every instrument in the orchestra seemingly having an orgasm in the 15 second-long climax.

"Get the blindfold off me Jenny, hurry up," he urges her. Instead she switches on the CD and tells him to shhhh -- "Listen"

"What is it?"

"Are you deaf Daddy? It's Bolero, I once saw two ballroom dancers doing an exotic routine to this pulsating music. Just listen to that haunting repetitive drum beat and imagine you're tied to a stake in this village square of primitive natives and a sexy young brown skin native girl of school age but with nice breasts dances naked right in front of you to this beat. You have to get an erection or these cannibals will cut it off and eat it before the main course -- all of you in the cooking pot.

"The naked schoolgirl native dances right up to you, swaying her sexy brown bare hips around and around and thrusting them right up closer to your cock so her virgin pussy is almost touching you and she's licking her lips. She learning to be a cannibal too and she wants to start with meatballs. This 15 year-old cannibal's daughter with the nice firm breasts and big nipples is urging you on, brushing her school-age pussy against your cockhead. What do you want to do daddy, tied at the stake, the school-age native girl dancing naked inches away from your erection. What?"

"I'd want to fuck her of course."

"I thought so daddy, see you can't help yourself you've got to be wanting to put it into every young girl that comes you way, even a cannibal's daughter . How can I ever going to make you respectable?"

"Well you put the idea in my mind Jenny," he complains. "Now how about getting this ridiculous blindfold off so I can spend some time with you?"

"Okay daddy, but just sit there and listen to this music for minute and relax, put your hands on your knees where I can see them and pretty toon then I'll take the blindfold off. He thinks she means the handcuffs as well and where she'd tied his ankles together, but that's not a ready concession.

"Bolero's a seductive piece of music eh daddy," she says as she picks up his cuffed hand and drags his fingers up the split of her skirt until they run against her panties. She pushes his hand between her thighs and closes her thighs tight for a few seconds as the drum beats dum ditty di di dum dum ditty di di dum dum and she moves her hips to the swaying beat with his fingers locked up against her panties.

"Geezus Smoochie, what's going on, get the blindfold off me."

She loosens it and then pulls it away and his eyes blink. Jenny's lit the 10 candles in a big circle and switched all the other lights apart from one background low light to set the mood to be rude. She slinks away from him cat-like; the pussy without a single hair, and as she gets to the centre of the big circle of candles, she ever so slowly to the drum beat pulls the dress up over her head and tosses it back on the lounge where he's seated with eyes glued to her in amazement.

She glides seductively towards him wearing nothing but her high heel shoes, nylons, suspender belt and g-string panties. Her breasts, like the imaginary cannibal's daughter, are bare and outlandishly provocative. As she turns towards him her hands are clasped together behind her head, elbows pointing out like wings, but this is a bird without feathers. She tosses her head back and to each side, bouncing her long black ponytail about teasingly making her body movements in concert with the concert music.

This man she wants to taunt as long as possible, her biological father who last touched her many years ago, is bewitched by the seductive sight of this hot teenage body slowly, ever so slowly, moving towards him. He sits entranced, mouth open but with an iron bar disguised as a man's penis between his legs or a rocket close to lift-off. When Smoochie used to dance for him like the cannibals daughter naked and erotic it was exotic then but not as good as this -- the Full Monty -- or ''what would you like to do to me now daddy?'

He lets go a low wolf whistle, forgetting himself but she ignores it as if she doesn't even know he's in the room. Her open hands slide slowly down across the tops of her shoulders and around to the sides of her breasts, gently pushing them together. "Geezers Jenny, you're hot hot hot," he murmurs and like an American pop group once described itself in the same way, she's wet, wet, wet.

She's almost touching his knees, his fat phallus almost gleaming in the soft flickering light as it stands up erect in his lap. It would be so easy to ease herself on to it and feel it pushing up inside her but she resists the temptation as much as she knows what it can feel like going by the experience she's had with other older men since turning 18.

Jenny's hands electrify his imagination as she runs them sexily across her face thinking she's Cleopatra as she does it; her hands caress her shoulders and she pulls her nipples out until they are fully erect like mini projectiles, teasing and tasty looking. He's drooling and leaning forward trying to touch her with his outstretched hand but she steps back just enough she he's an inch or so short of her bountiful young flesh. 

"Oh my God," he groans as she comes forward and take his cuffed hand and plays his fingers up each side of her inner thighs from knee level and gets his hands right up between her thigh deep in her crotch, squeezing her thighs tightly together on them as she sways back and forward and side the side slowly to the drum beat.

The music's been going for eight minutes with seven to go and she knows how Bolero finishes in a crescendo. That's when she wants him to ejaculate but he doesn't have a clue what's going on but at least he can see her and take in this delicious experience.

Jenny frees his hand from between her thighs and steps back a fraction and leans back, legs parted in a provocative full on face view, bringing her right hand up from behind under her buttocks to get inside her tiny g-string while her left hand slips down from the front to rub against the fingers of her other hand inside her skimpy adornment. He's wide-eyed watching her pleasure herself from opposite directions.

She's moving her body and her hands to the sensual beat of the Bolero drum beat. All he can see are the knuckles of her two hands struggling under the g-string as her fingers jointly delve inside her vagina and massage her clitoris in a circular manner under the hapless piece of red material. He can't see her pussy, just the bulge from the way her two hands are working her up.

Her nipples are on fire and she slowly faces away from him and slowly, ever slowly pulls the g-string panty down to her ankles and steps aside, throwing the fragile and damp garment across the room. She turns to face him, her bare genitals glistening in the flickering lights of the 10 candles. The sight of her prepubescent looking but adult sized vulva is somewhat vindication for the vexing experience she's put him through. 




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 19



Imagine what it's like for him and her when a sexy teenager's erect clitoris is stroked over and over by a body painter's soft hair brush. 

That's exactly what our irrepressible now 19 year-old long-legged long black flowing hair Latina office prick teaser Jenny's thinking after she picks up the phone for an appointment with a body painter. He's told her models must be clean shaven, nude, and sign a declaration they were not enticed into it.

It's a long weekend and she's randy for some irregular and unusual excitement, calling her 18 year-old friend Alison about his advertisement for amateur models. He's new to town and he's seeking appropriate models 18 -25 to pose in a complete head to toe artistic cover up in washable theatrical production paint as a way to make him well known locally. 

He's so good at his craft they can walk downtown and nobody would think they're naked under the painted on apparel. He's paying each model $300 for the exhibitionist escapade and a free repainting sometime in the future. It seems like the ultimate dare for a sensationally sassy personal assistant to a randy boss called Raymond. If he knew what she's up to right now he'd insist he be there to make sure she does things right.

But the body painter's place is not Raymond's domain like his space in the office tower so the 50 year-old boss will only hear about it later when she's back at work on Monday and keen to tease him about her latest erotic adventure. She knows that brings out the worst in him and every time it ends up with another gift or another great lunch or another cash bonus to keep her from ever looking for a new job. 

You can't blame the man if you could see what he sees when she bends over to show him reports he's asked her to dig up, often just to give her another reason to be in his office in her tight mini skirt and low cleavage no bra tops. Phew! Everybody loves Raymond, her boss thinks, and she loves what this Raymond packs in his pants. He's one bachelor that got grey hair without every marrying and his attention to her details is designed to make sure this is one PA that would rather hand her boss an opportunity instead of a resignation letter.

Jenny's interest in the body painting offer isn't about the money; it's the thrill of the dare and a chance to turn a stranger on while she's being painted and acting naive and innocent. That's her modus operandi. It brings out the supposedly innocent exhibitionist nature developed in her persona ever since she was seven and liked to flash too much bare skin about the place, even in shopping centres where many an old geezer was momentarily mesmerised.

Her penchant for letting men innocently perv on her with flashes of flesh is a hand me down from her very sexy mother who died after being run over when Jenny was only seven. She saw the last of her real father Ron in an erotic reunion a week ago. (Chapters 17 and 19) Her stepfather struggled in all those ensuing years to keep Jenny from going too far. When she turned 18 she rewarded him for his persistence, realising his love wasn't superficial like daddy Ron's.

With her very high libido Jenny simply loves to tease men sexually and with her centrefold sassy hot body she certainly makes their temperatures rise fast. And that's not the only thing that she makes rise, she knows only too well. Her imagination ticks over constantly while she thinks how she can affect men while making out she's naive. But she pounces like a Jaguar. She aims to go the body painter as a dumbstruck wannabe to see what happens. 

Girlfriend Alison reminds her they already planned to go to the body piercer who inserted the two arousal rings in Jenny's not so virtuous vagina nearly a year ago when she just turned 18 and were going back so he could have a close look at Alison's so see if it's suitable for piercing. Sometimes they're not and the old master says he must be sure with a close pre piercing vulva inspection to gauge the thickness and sensitivity of her clitoris and inner labia. 

He's also keen to see how Jenny's piercings are standing up several months later and question her on the success of her arousal enhancements They decide to postpone that for two weeks (upcoming Ch 20) so they don't miss out on the body painter thinking you have to strike while the going's hot.

Alison, slightly younger and not as daring as Jenny - but getting more like her the longer they hang out together - is curious about the body painter.

"Jenny you don't even know who this guy is, have you checked him out?" she proffers in her more defensive manner. "You should ask to see his credentials."

Now that gives Jenny an idea for a start. "Hey Alison that's a great idea, I mean checking his credentials if he's checking mine. He can only say no. Anyway, if he expects a chick to strip off for him so he can enjoy his hobby painting I think it's only fair he gets his gear off too."

"You're incredible Jen, trust you to come up with that but I know what you mean. But what if he's got a tiny dick?"

"Well too bad, but what if he's got a big one?" our pretentious prick teaser puts to her friend.

"I bet you're not game to ask anyway, you're just saying that to make me come with you," the blonde receptionist retorts.

"No Ali, you've got to come. Look, whoever he is he's hardly likely to advertise in the paper and expose himself to the law if he's not okay."

"I suppose so." 

Jenny explains to Alison why she's so keen to try it out. "Look if this guy's okay and he's that good to make a naked body look like it's dressed I'd love to come straight over to your place painted up real good like and see if your sexy daddy Charlie notices anything different. "

The blonde giggles. "Oh he'd love that since our recent escapades. You know you really brought him out of his shell last time you were here."

"Is he still strictly religious as he was before I met him?"

"Oh yeah, but I think he's saying extra prayers now that nobody finds out that he's a daddy doing things with his daughter. "

"Tell him I think about him."

Alison's dad would be tickled pink and his broad penis would start to resemble the underside of an alligator if he knew Jenny was thinking of him. He'd rightfully know that if she's thinking of him she's really thinking of his manhood.

"Anyway Ali all I could find out over the phone is that his name's Jerry and he's 48 and he said he's been at it for many years."

"Body painting?"

"Well he didn't actually say body painting as such but that's what I took it to be."

"What exactly did you ask him Jen?

"I said I saw his advertisement and I'm 19 so I qualify in the age group but what's his experience? He gave me his name Jerry and said he's 48 and asked me to trust him as he's not a student straight out of uni, and that he's very good with his instrument."

"So he didn't exactly say he was an expert in body painting, just to trust him because he's 48 and not straight out of uni and he's got a good instrument," Alison says with a laugh.

"No, I said he said he's good with his instrument, not that he's got a good one. I suppose he was talking about his work tool, you know, the thing in his hand he uses to make it come together. Look Ali of course he'd be an expert in body painting why else would he want to paint?"

Alison's literally lyrical in her reply. "Jenny it's just for the joy he gets out of seeing naive young women strip naked for him, what else?"

"Well I suppose if it's his hobby and he does a good job who cares?" she fires back.

"Okay Jen did you find out how long it takes so we need to plan?"

"Yeah, he said it depends on the body design we go for, it takes from an hour and a half for a basic simple design to six to seven hours for a really complex one."

"What? That long, we'd be there all day."

"Hang on Ali, he said count on four to five hours as he average if I want a really professional job as several coats are needed otherwise it's too easy to see sensitive parts of the body through the paint."

"Oh boy Jen, it sounds like the kinda fun you go for, so okay I'll be in it. Why not suggest he do you looking like you're wearing those tight long legged Spandex tight pants that come up the crack of the pussy so if anyone looks there it looks the same as though you've got the pants on."

"Good idea, I get enough looks there as it is so with nothing on but paint it would be rather interesting and I'd love to walk through the mall and see how many people look twice in disbelief. Anyway we'll have to get there to find out. I'll ask him to book us in for 9 in the morning."

The following day they head out together and find the address is a large colonial style house with attics and a long front verandah on a small acreage set right back off the road up a long gravel driveway from the road. From the roadway they can't see the house.

"Gee it seems a bit spooky, like those places in the old Alfred Hitchcock movies," Alison says peering ahead. 

"Oh cut it our Ali, you dramatise things too much just because we're out in the sticks a bit." 

They get to the front door and ring the bell and sure enough when the door opens a man appears but he's not holding an axe, he's holding a paintbrush. "Come on in," ventures the partly balding 48 year-old Jerry wearing a check shirt and shorts. "You are Jenny and Alison I take it?"

"Yeah, that's us and you're Jerry, right?"

"Same name all day ladies, come through this way."

"Did many others turn up or are we the guinea pigs," the ever alert Alison asks.

"Nope, so far just you two but I sure got a lot of phone calls. Seems they either didn't know that real artistic body painting requires complete nudity or they wanted their boyfriends to come with them. I don't allow that as they stick their opinions in where they don't know what they're talking about and I don't invite trouble."

He leads them into his 'main studio' a big area with one of the walls taken out so it's more expansive. It's covered in a thin vinyl sheets for carpet. "No good having real carpet or bare polished boards here too much cleaning up" he explains.

"This paint you're using on us, how long does it last and will it come off or stain?"

He laughs. "Of course it comes off, with soapy water under the shower or you can leave it on for another day if you really want to surprise some extra people. It's just theatrical paint and won't stain. But don't get caught out in the rain as it will soon get streaky and you'll see bare patches as it comes off."

What about your credentials?" Alison asks. He goes to his computer and flashes a succession of images from his hard drive to a big screen in the corner. "Here's proof of what I do. Can you see anything wrong with that?"

"Nope," says an eager Jenny, "they look pretty sexy to me but I'm just 19 like and kinda naive and gullible and I guess I've gotta believe it's your work. I've never taken my clothes off for anyone; in fact you'd be the first man to see me starkers."

Alison looks at her wide-eyed and amazed at such bullshit, wondering, then she realises Jenny's giving her the cue to follow. "Yeah I'm much the same Jerry, just turned 18 last week and this is my first big adventure being like a model. It's my first time and I'm pretty shy so you'll have to put up with us being inexperienced like."

He smiles the kind of smile a man smiles when he's got deep down good reason to smile.

"Don't worry girls, I can see you are both real amateurs and it's easier to work with amateurs more than professional models."

"Why's that?" Jenny ponders aloud.

Without thinking he puts his foot in it eager to answer so confidently. "Well they take instructions better and I can get them how I want them and they eat out of my hand like. The professionals have been there and done that and they try to tell the artist what they want him to do as if they're running the show."

Jenny's caught on real quick this guy can be a bit of a wag as well as know how to body paint. "Oh you won't have any trouble from us, we're like beginners and we'll follow your orders as long as you know how to paint."

"Well I hope you girls have bare pussies for this as it's hard to body paint over curly pubic hair you know, if not I'd have to do it before we started."

"You do that?" Alison asks amazed.

"Only if I have to, three of those women you just looked at I had to trim them up to the really smooth standard I need otherwise hair or even stubble spoils the look."

"Well we're okay in that department, clean as a whistle," Jenny agrees. 

"That's good so how about we start by you both getting your clothes off and getting used to the environment for about 15 minutes so you'll relax better. I found over the years the models are too stiff at first when I start straight away but once they lounge about a bit just chatting they really settle in better for the sitting."

He hands them a declaration to sign that they agree to model naked and have their bodies touched for the purpose of rendering a professional body paint result. They sign it and start taking their clothes off. Jenny gets down to her low cut bra and tiny lace panties and pounces.

"Jerry, I think it's only fair you wear as much clothes as us; I mean if we've got to let you see us with no pants it'd make us more comfortable if we saw you with no pants so it's all square, you know."

He puts an index finger to his chin. "You know, it's funny you should ask that. Once in a while I get asked the same thing but I've never done it, ethics you know."

"Jenny pouts. "Well Jerry I've never taken my clothes off in front of a stranger before. I feel pretty nervous about this so I just think if we're naked and you're not it feels as though you're looking at us."

"Ladies how do you expect me to paint you if I don't look at you?"

"What Jenny means," Alison compromises, "is that it's a strange sort of feeling a girl gets when she knows a man can see her undressed and we're about 30 years younger than you. That's sort of erotic like isn't it, you know, the difference between young and old?"

"For a start girls, I may be 30 years older than you but I'm not an old man by any means. Don't you know the definition of an aged person starts at 74 now that people are living much longer? Anyway I'm very much a virile 48 thank you and sure, old enough to be your father stuff, but you've got to realise coming here for this that body painting a woman without any clothing is really an erotic thing for the model and the artist. Can could it be anything else if she'd nude?"

"I'm sorry if I sounded as though I think you're really old," Alison appeases, "we can see you're not really way old like a rocking chair case but can't you at least make us feel like we're not more naked than we are by you getting something off?"

"I guess that's so but I'm a professional and I don't let a woman's bare body affect me. Okay then I'll take my shorts off if it makes you feel better but can't take my jocks off as exposing myself when I'm painting you is....."

"is putting us all on equal terms," Jenny interjects.

"Now that's not what I mean Jenny, it's kinda unprofessional that's what I mean."

"Rubbish," the prick teaser retorts. "Who's going to know but us and we've signed off on your form so there's no problem surely."

"Well, I dunno."I've never done it for any gal." He knows the starting point essence of this erotica is for him to be wearing some clothing, even if it's only his shirt, provided they're nude.

"Are you afraid we'd giggle or something," Jenny says pulling the strap of her bra off one shoulder as a come on. "Look we don't care if you've got the smallest one in town it's just a matter of principle that if we're totally undressed for you to see us starkers then you be the same. It's like the level playing field thing, about being fair."

He scratches his head. "Naah, too risky. You might tell someone."

The three of them stand there, Jenny in her matching black lace bra and panties and Alison in her matching peach colours and Jerry the body painter waiting for them to take off their underwear.

Jenny's a smart chick who knows how to beat a man at his own game and she knows his weakness -- he needs models to get known and the only ones that turned up are in the room with him refusing to strip unless he does. All the other wannabes dropped out either because they weren't adventurous enough to be painted naked or because he wouldn't let them bring their boyfriends.

"Okay Alison," she announces. "We're getting dressed to go home; we'll just have to give it a miss, he's even shyer than we are."

She reaches for her clothes and he takes the bait. "Hang on don't rush off like that. I'll see what I can do. If it's that important I'll just have to swallow my pride and get out of my gear." Jerry's a smart man too, he only had to take one look at the hot bodies on these two under 20s chicks to see what he'd let out of his sight.

"Okay girls, I'll do it but no telling anyone."

"Hardly!" Jenny grins knowing yet again she's got her own way. Alison winks at her and shakes her head grinning. 

Jenny and Alison strip down as he's removing his pants. "I've got to leave my shirt on girls; I need it on to keep wiping my mitts." He takes a look at their firm natural busty bodies and can't resist a low wolf whistle. 

"Sorry about that girls, I'm not a chauvinist don't worry, just a man's natural appreciation of real beauty like you girls have the perfect shape for body painting."

He removes his underpants still staring at their heavenly bodies as the girls stare back in the direction of his upper legs. He can see his ship's just come in and if he's remotely lucky he can get on board later. His seven and a half inch-long penis bobs up to their gaze, and it's a rock-hard two-inch wide thick girth one. 

Jenny feigns shyness and puts her hand over her eyes, then her mouth, faking the gullible girl confronted by a naked man with a roaring horn look. Alison mutters "Oh my God!"

He notices how they respond and he's sucked in by their alleged innocence. His cock's not the longest but it's almost identical in appearance to Alison's dad's pride and joy. Jenny's pulse quickens but she's careful not to let on she's more experienced than she makes out. If anything happens anytime when she's thrill seeking in her manipulative ways it must look like she's innocent of all charges, and that means it's the man who's got to feel guilty. 

His erection's certainly got their attention -- little wonder it's 35 degree higher than the horizontal angle rigid as if it's on standby like a rocket on the countdown. He apologises. "Sorry girls I'm like this, I didn't ask it to happen, it's just a natural male response to beauty."

"Like the wolf whistle," Jenny reminds him. "You said the sight of a woman's bare body doesn't affect you so you're really no different to other men."

"Ah, yes, I guess I'm a normal man after all, sorry about that. Look if it stays up don't let it bother you it's just that I was born with a high libido and sometimes I can't control how it looks. It's got nothing to do with the way you two look exciting me."

"Oh my goodness," Jenny pouts. "It stands out that much I shouldn't have asked you to expose it just because of us. I never thought the sight of a woman could do that so easily," she fibs, "but then by what you just said you just confirmed we're exciting you after all."

"Arr, maybe it's because there's two naked young women, not just one like I'm used to doing, you know, twice the excitement thing."

"Should one of us get dressed and you do us one at a time not together," Alison suggests.

He likes the sound of doing them both together but he won't take her words too literally. "No, look it's okay, come into the kitchen and we'll have a cup of coffee and talk to settle things down and then I'll get into it. You can ask me any questions about body painting."




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 19



He sits down on a bar stool, his thick girth erection still out in front pointing at a now 45-degree angle from the pressure caused by him sitting at the edge of the stool, making his dick deliciously daring in the eyes of two nubile females. Alison's sizing up his phallus and imagining how it must feel inside a woman's vagina pumping harder and harder until she climaxes.

Jenny asks if he's married and likes his answer. "Used to be you know but she up and left about a year ago and we're not getting back."

"So what do you do for company, do you have a girlfriend?"

"At 48 Jenny a man doesn't pick up a girlfriend that easily, they either want you one foot in the grave with a big mansion and lots of money to leave behind or they want a young buck with a big dick so they can steer him the way they want."

The girls think he must have come out of his marriage pretty bad to be talking that way. Jenny makes one of her strategic planning moves as she gently eases her position on the stool but just enough for him to notice her legs parting just slightly more. "I guess a man in your situation doesn't get the chance to make it in bed with a woman like he used to huh?"

"You got it," he says grimly. "Still, doing jobs like this at least lets me know I'm appreciated and I get to see some pretty chicks in the nick."

"But you don't do anything," Jenny suggests. "I suppose it's tempting and must make it hard for you."

"You got it again Jenny, I can't make a move on a chick like that, it's unprofessional and I'm a professional. She'd have to be asking me for it and that'd be the day."

Jenny just smiles. She loves to get professional men in their jobs to profess their professionalism and then slowly but surely manipulate their ethics so they'll do something she wants that they didn't intended to do but were glad they did. Think about that for a second or two.

As they sit opposite him on similar high stools their long legs are outstretched and almost touching his feet, both girls are trying their hardest to seem modest, shy and totally inexperienced, yet craftily enjoying this adventurous moment. 

Jenny, happy to know he hasn't got a wife, partner or girlfriend out in the car waiting for him, can't take her eyes off his cock imagining what a shape like his would feel thrusting inside her. He can tell she's glancing there just like she can tell he keeps glancing at their thighs since she opened her legs just a fraction wider. Prepubescent kids do that sort of thing when they're playing doctors and nurses and it seems at 48, 19 and 18 the curiosity remains about what the opposite sex looks like below.

Jenny thinks he must be a real stayer the way his libido lets his erection not suffer from dereliction of duty. She's noticed how much it resembles the size of Alison's dad's cock and she can't forget how his felt inside her that day (Chapter 15)

"Do any of your models find it embarrassing taking everything off for you? Jenny asks.

"Some start off feeling embarrassed but mostly they don't mind; sometimes I think some women actually enjoy showing off their body maybe to give the painter something to think about," he replies as Alison gives her a discrete nudge.

"Oh, we're not like that Jerry, it's quite embarrassing getting undressed at the doctor's let alone a painter," Jenny lies, "it's a pity you couldn't do it with a blindfold on."

Jerry cans that idea real fast. "If I wore a blindfold I couldn't see anything."

"Yes, that's the point I'm trying to make," says Jenny. "You could feel where the hips and breasts are so...you know..."

"Sorry ladies, that's impossible. I do a professional job not something that looks like a school kid had a go at his first time with paint."

"How do you paint, with a spray gun?" Alison asks.

"Good heavens no, the real art of body painting is with the brush like any artist at an easel more than a spray painter squirting paint in a fine film on a car for example."

"What happens when you come to that very personal part of us? Do you go around it?" 

He laughs heartily like a man and they giggle like little girls. "No, come on this is about body painting not shopping centre promotions. Of course I paint the vulva just like I paint the nipples and the whole breast and even right up between the legs. It must be complete but I'll leave your face untouched even though some jobs we do the whole face too but that's more if it's a flowery or unusual diametric kind of design, you know tribal like."

Jenny's more interested than ever as she leans over and rests her finger tips on his knee to pose a question, sending a shiver up his spine and a quiver through his phallus. 

"Tell me then, wouldn't it be sort of tickly like using one of those skinny handle artist's hair brushes painting up and down our sensitive parts?"

"Well Jenny to be perfectly honest, body painting is an erotic experience for the model and the painter, there's no doubting that. I'm talking about naked models not people painting over underwear. The artist's face is only inches away from their private area and he can see the woman's clitoris just as close, if not closer, than the doctor. He can see for example is she's sexually excited if you know what I mean."

"I think so," she almost whispers and lifts her voice again. "It must be embarrassing if they got a hard on like men do."

"It happens Jenny. Nips and clit are an occupational hazard I guess and can't be helped most times just like I got an erection seeing you two. Our bodily responses are fairy automatic at times. When a woman's clit sticks out I can she's experiencing the eroticism of the whole event. It's a beautiful thing really because it blends innocence and the mystique of a woman's hidden desires in what's otherwise blatant exhibitionist nudity. I just paint over the erect clit otherwise it would look a different colour to the rest and sure they feel it and sometimes squirm a fair bit but it's not exactly like getting the big banger if you know what I mean."

"No we don't," teases Jenny. "What big banger?"

"An orgasm, that's what I mean," Jerry replies somewhat jittery at her making him say it. 

Alison and Jenny look at each other wide-eyed. 

"Really," Alison beams. "A woman can get an orgasm?"

"I didn't say that," Jerry protests. "I meant the stimulation happens sure, but it's not enough pressure to cause an orgasm."

"Just very sexy and nice," quips Jenny. "But it's still asking a young woman like us to expose ourselves to a man we've never seen before isn't it?"

"I suppose so; look I'm the guy with the paint brush not the model feeling the hairs of the brush going over very sensitive parts of her erogenous zones."

"So what happens if we can't help it, like some of them, I mean we're pretty young and no one's touched us there not even with a brush," Alison adds.

"Okay I know where you're both coming from. What if, what if blah blah. Well if you start squirming about I can either stop until you calm down or keep going. Either way it takes longer because you must stand still. 

"The female genitals take a good five separate coats minimum", he advises so they'll know why he's there a lot longer, "because it's very personal space and I have to make sure it's well disguised within the overlayed design and colour matches. 

"And that's after the undercoat to make the design paint hold. If you squirm too much I end up having to do probably another two or three coats. Painting that area by brush takes half an hour alone at best to get enough paint build up to hide the obvious features of a prominent clitoris or larger inner lips."

"How do you get around hiding with paint a chick with much more obvious personal details -- you know, the above average things that can stand out on the pussy?" Alison's question is a good one.

"With the more hard to hide features of some vaginas and clits we usually make their vulva the centre part of a big tropical flower like an orchid or a hibiscus and that protruding part becomes part of the pollinated part of the flower standing out to attract the honey bees," he says. "It's coloured in with lots of extra paint to really blend into the flower design so you'd have to look pretty much twice to see the camouflaged detail."

"And what if we get an erection like you did" Jenny pouts with a look of cheeky innocence.

"Well put it this way Jenny, yours won't stand out as much as mine," he replies, making them all laugh to ease the tension.

Jenny presses him for more information. "Surely you don't use a narrow hair brush you'd use in sensitive areas to cover our back or the tummy areas?"

"That's right Jenny, as you'll find out shortly, I use a specially made small hand sponge and I physically rub and dab an undercoat colour over all your body first and then extra coats as needed and when it dries before I can start doing the design work. 

"Look girls, I'll level with you now, once we start you'll be asked to lie on the floor on your backs and I'll rub you down with the little sponge with the undercoat base."

"It sounds like a full body massage to me," quips Alison.

"Well it is in a way and I'm telling you now you will find when I get to the tops of your legs you'll need to open your thighs well apart so don't feel shocked when I move your legs to get right in there and underneath between your vagina and backside." 

"Gee, there's a lot more close up to this than I ever imagined," Jenny addresses him with her womanly guile meaning to come across graciously gullible. He's conned by her mannerism. "I'm normally pretty shy and it was needing the extra cash that made us want to do this, not to show ourselves off so really I'm going to feel pretty embarrassed getting this done."

She's wet already just imagining it. "It sounds like it couldn't get more personal if you tried."

"Yeah, it can but we won't go into that," he admits. "Listen girls, all women have the same equipment like us guys but as far as your vulva's concerned they come in all sizes and finishes; you know, I don't have to tell you that but a painter contends with women whose vaginas could be like Alison's more prepubescent looking and the harder ones to paint like yours Jenny where inner labia protrude a bit and the clitoris is considerably more developed and sitting up externally."

He leans over at looks at Jenny's well defined vulva. "Take yours for example Jenny, you've got two arousal rings inserted there, you've got a fairly wide and well rounded outer labia, a thick clitoris shaft and most likely a bigger than average clit and I've seen your type take up to seven or eight coats especially if the bud sticks its head out and says what about me?"

"Oh heavens, going over it that many times?" she says trying to look fretful.

"Do you want an expert job or an amateur attempt?" he asks and puts her on the spot.

"Oh we want it done properly so I guess we're in your hands."

They sure are.

"All right girls, I think we've talked long enough so let's get into it," he announces and stands up, erection only flagging to horizontal as Jenny brushes past him. With the slightest of unintentional looking but deliberate intentions, she brush strokes his outwardly pointed cock head with her left hip making his penis point sideways in the direction she's going. Optimism, like blood rushing to both his heads, rises just a bit higher. 

They all go into his main room and he instructs them to pose for the before and after pictures. "I always take snaps of the models undressed before I paint them," he says, reminding Jenny of the old master that pierced her pussy with the arousal rings. He photographs them standing up back, front and sides and then lying down back, front and side profiles. He comes in for close up images of their vulvas because he likes to compare how they are in natural state and how they finish up being camouflaged with paint to gauge how good he is at the end of the day. Jerry's 48 but feeling more like 28 as he gets them to lie on their tummies for a rear end close up of their vaginas and surrounding back end. It's a man's thing, the buzz that it generally generates. Eventually he's ready to start the job having made a good job of getting their personal details for his reference later.

"Okay Jenny you lie on your back here, and you lie on your back there," he instructs as they get into position for the undercoat.

"You both want the full length Spandex pants camel toe look?"

"Yes," the two totally unfeathered birds chirp lying on their backs in his nest.

He starts with Jenny, applying a yellow undercoat with a small sponge between his fingers dabbed in the paint, working from one ankle upwards to the top of her left leg while Alison watches wet inside from anticipation. He uses his knee to push Jenny's upraised legs further out so that he's got both her knees drawn up high and outwards in a sexually explicit position akin to sex more than artistic endeavour. But this is the only way he can do the job properly as her fat pussy sits waiting for its turn to be groomed with the sponge.

Jenny's feeling quite erotic but she's not beyond making it more so. "Do you have to have my knees up so high and my legs out so far," she asks with an innocent childlike voice as if she's naive and not knowing, but knowing all the time it will tease him all the more for him to think she's forcibly surrendering her modesty to a stranger. 

"Only way I can reach all of you without breaking my back or craning my neck too far," he cheeringly replies, lapping up the view. How else could he get such a stunning teenage woman to lie naked for him and allow him to spread her legs with her knee ups and wide apart? Sometimes it's still a man's world but only because women are erotic creatures that let things happen if they so desire in times when depravity is disguised in their mind as something essentially sensual.

Alison's eyes are wide with wonderment looking at Jenny grinning back and the 18 year-old blonde knows by that look on the 19 year-old black pony tail prick teaser's face this is what she came for. Titillation and he hasn't even got to her tits yet.

At last he's up to her so far untouched vulva, both her legs and feet completely covered with yellow undercoat except for the back but that comes later when he does the flip side after record slow time on her A side. Jenny's pussy's mouth quenching to look at and he dips the soft sponge into the can to get extra paint on it knowing it needs to sink in. Unnoticed by Jenny, his fingers grip the sponge differently this time, allowing three of his finger tips to be level with the sponge so that as he rubs it over the well raised Mons pubis his cock, having a mind of its own, senses the lift in artist's articulate expertise and the penis rises back to its rock hard appearance.

Jenny can't help but keep looking at his riveting erection. She knows he's enjoying the view just like she's enjoying the adventure having an honest excuse to be showing off her cute credentials without her step daddy telling her to sit up properly on the sofa and floor like he did so many times over her preteen and puberty reaching years. 

He works Jenny's private part over really well so that it's a bright yellow and much thicker than the yellow on her legs where it's easier to disguise. He's smart enough to know using the sponge this way she doesn't realise he's deliberately using the angle on her slit so his fingertips can made direct contact with her soft sensitive flesh.

Every time he repeats the action it leans her outer labia over to one side so he can rub the colour into the very base of it. He's rubbed it in going up and back no less than six times in each direction. After he's sponged all her labia majora and he's looking at the more sensitive centre section, he can tell Jenny's feeling his touch. Her erect clit glans gives her away.

"Jenny I've got a problem here and I need your instructions," he says. "I'm afraid your bud's sticking out and I need to cover it the same colour otherwise if that happens after we've finished the natural colour will stand out like a dog's balls."

"What do you expect me to do, put my hand over it?" she says meekly, maintaining her innocence until proven guilty. "I'm on my back naked and helpless, knees drawn up and legs apart and you're leaning over me so what can I do?"

"Just tell me it's okay to paint over the tip of your clit, it's sticking out about a quarter of an inch and that's too noticeable. I'll need about six or seven separate coats with the soft pencil brush to hide that."

"But isn't this just the undercoat?" she asks.

"Of course but like painting a house if it's not prepared from the base the design colour won't last long and wear thin."

"Just do what you thinks' right Jerry."

He enjoys his work and no wonder. He decides to undercoat one side of her vaginal orifice at a time deliberately at an acute angle so that his trailing three fingertips nearest to the centre of her vulva will press slightly into the soft fold between each side of her labia majora. Jenny jerk's noticeably as she feels the kinky sensation. 

He repeats his action on the other side of her pussy and by repositioning his fingers on the sponge he gets away with 'unintentionally' running his fingers up and down the vaginal crack no less than five times each way and each time his fingertips dip just that teeny little bit deeper into the moist central surface.

Jenny's enjoying it but she wants him to think she's struggling not to feel aroused. "It's so embarrassing I keep shutting my eyes I can't believe this is happening to me," she fibs.

He gets the quarter inch soft hair brush and dips it into the paint and applies it to her hard clit head making her flinch with every stroke. The wetness, the sexy way she's lying there, the closeness of his face to her pussy and the sensation of the brush caressing all sides of her clit tip, over the top, underneath and around both sides of the tiny conical shape miniature penis-like head of her most sensitive body part has her unmistakably licking her lips and shutting her eyes hoping the feeling goes on and on. 

He sees she's enjoying the stroking so when he's applied the fifth separate coat he keeps stroking the head with the brush for a further minute. He looks up and sees she's still got her eyes shut. "Jenny I've done enough coats on that very awkward spot so I'm just checking with my fingertips the paint won't come off.

He's sucked in by her apparent gullibility that she'll think it's just part of the normal body painting practice to do it so she simply nods without even opening her eyes. Even though he sees Alison watching, her mouth open and her pussy very wet, he's sure the feeling's so good Jenny won't object if he manipulates her clitoris shaft about while rubbing the tip. She can feel fingers getting around the base of the shaft and lifting it up, then sliding slowly down to the erect head of her clit, rubbing around it in a circular brushing way, making the 19 year-old old swoon.

"Mmmmmm, oh mmmm," she murmurs softly, as it's getting more and more to her. Every time he rubs over the head of her clit she gasps loud enough for him to hear and twitches her hips as the brush leans on her glans one side, then from the other side, then from underneath up, over the top down and then across the face. He's making a meal out of a simple snack.

"I'm almost there Jenny, just another minute to make sure as he now brushes the supersonically sensitive head with his index finger to see if any paint comes off. Jenny's now moaning audibly and she's not putting it on. "Mmmmmmm, oh! mmmmmm oh! Mmmmmmmm" she moans. "Is it okay now?" she breathes more heavily and he knows it's got to her just how he hoped.

"Yeah, it's looking real good there, almost done; hold still, you're twitching about making me having to go over the same spot again and again. Can you stay still?"




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 19



"Mmmmmmm, noooooo."

"There! Done!" he exclaims after a five-minute fiddle he didn't need to do but couldn't resist "You can sit up now Jenny I've undercoated the bottom half and now it's Alison's turn. Come on Blondie, lift your legs up nice and high and spread those knees." 

In half an hour he's done all of Alison's front and side of her legs and feet leaving just the back of her legs for when he turns her over. She's watched him work on Jenny inch by inch and she's turned on big time, even her nipples are hard. He can see that too but he knows he'll enjoy doing that erogenous zone in good time. 

He gets to Alison's well shaped pussy in much the same way and she knows what to expect. The only difference in the vulvas of each teenager is that Alison's vagina is closed with just a tiniest gap between the lips, very much like a modest prepubescent pussy with just the top part of the clit shaft dipping down between the crack. 

Don't worry erotically inclined readers; he knows how to get to it so he can repeat what he did on Jenny's. Alison's much like Jenny in sexual responses being of similar age and build. Even though it's a sponge being rubbed over her Mons pubis and each side of her vaginal crack she knows there's a man's hand guiding it. 

Sure enough, just as she wondered, he's changed his finger position with the sponge and as Jenny watches this time in awe, he's dragging the sponge down the centre of her vulva, two of his fingers extended a fingernail past the bottom of the sponge and sinking below the surface between of her slit and making the pressure just enough to graze along the whole shaft of her clitoris and over the edge. He goes back in the reverse direction and as it makes the hood sit up higher he can see her clit glans just at the entrance and appearing to harden.

"Oooh," she can't help giving away without even opening her mouth. "Can you feel that too?" she hears Jenny ask her while she lies there eyes shut not game to see where the painter's eyes are looking. 

"Oh yeah, I feel it all right. Oooh"

He repeats his strokes down and back up her slit three more times. "Alison I'm going to part your outer labia a bit to do this properly, I've got to get to your shaft and it's covered up and later if you're sitting somewhere with your legs open a bit like in your pretend Spandex tights and your lips pop open, you'll need the same paint put in there to disguise the natural pink."

He wastes no time separating Alison's lips, pulling the fat outer lips apart on both sides more than he needs to have a good look while he can get away with it in such a submissive situation. He's sure lots of people in professional calling do a bit of such cheating on women and girls when they can get away with it.

"I'll have to hold one side open and do down the middle and do the same on the other side," he explains like someone who's done this before and enjoys popping open pussies for a look. At this point he's definitely having a lend of Alison and she doesn't know any better.

He uses the brush to paint along the top of her clitoris full length and over the bud where the excitement's made it stick out slightly. It's not as thick and prominent as Jenny's, but all clits are equally sensitive regardless of size just as a male penis which they mimic anyway.

It's impossible for a sensitive, well developed young woman not to feel affected by a strange soft brushing sensation repeatedly applied to her body's most erotic arousal epicentre and Alison's constant twitching and soft moans tell him all he needs to know. 

Finally he turns her over and paints the back of her legs and thighs and using a wide brush turned to the side he drags it full length deep into the crack of her buttocks, doing the same to Jenny's tight arse so that from behind, side and front the full undercoat of the Spandex-look tights are done. He's only got to do the body paint and then paint a long sleeve top with mock buttons and black belt around the waist.

"Have a break girls, it's coffee time and my back's aching," he announces.

"My God, that was pretty personal Jerry," Jenny says with faked astonishment. "I know you said you had to go over several coats but it's only the undercoat and my God, how can you expect a girl not to get turned on?"

"Yeah," joins in Alison. "You keep asking us to lie still but it's not easy when you get down to that kind of close encounter and someone's stroking a sexy feeling brush over and over and over our clit."

"Well girls that's just how it is. Get used to it because it takes longer when I put the top coats on, that's the one that really matters and why I take so long to do a deep undercoat; the finished job's hard to tell you're really not wearing clothes. There's not one tiny part of your body I won't get to by the time we finish. Look, the top half undercoat is faster because it's more open space and accessible. Having to kneel down between your open thighs made it a lot harder though."

"Yes so we noticed," Jenny chimes. "I can't wait to see how it looks in the mirror." 

"Come on then girls back to work we go, this time Jenny I'll do you first with the sponge standing up." He works with much faster speed this time covering the easier access areas of her back, neck , arms and abdomen upwards to her breasts where he gets a kick out of seeing her nipples jut out as he rubs the sponge over them and makes each upstanding 38b cup breast jiggle as he does the sides and underneath.

It's Alison's turn and this time Jenny can stand back and watch how he does it to her, of course taking extra time on her shapely firm 34inch b cup boobs. At five feet six inches, Alison's just two inches shorter than Jenny in height but being blonde and beautiful with an alluring hour glass figure in her own way they complement each other's beauty.

At last he's undercoated them after nearly two hours of preparation including three rest breaks of 10 minutes to stretch their legs. For Jerry it's the first time he's had two nude teenage chicks in his close company behind closed doors. If only his ex-wife could see him now! She dumped him a year ago and said he'd be lucky if any other woman would have him. Well, looking at Jenny and Alison he's doing pretty well.

He paints a slightly darker blue cover for their breasts, starting with Alison. It's a long sleeve pullover type that drops down as if it's tucked into where the broad black buckle belt wraps around the waist looking so real it's surreal. Alison's breasts, firm and pointy with well sized areolas as not as puffy standing up from the surface of the breast as Jenny's but from any angle her tits are a treat, coming to a pointy shape. 

Not being flat nipples on a broader type bust they're not as easy to disguise and require lots off extra dark blue brush strokes making the nipples go hard at least for this duration. He takes twice as long on Jenny's being more elongated from the breast line and rising also to conical points like Alison's. It's a delight for him to be titillating about for so long on them but the result looks realistic with their blue tops appearing to have natural creases and shirt collar and buttons at the end of the phoney long sleeves. Both women are tickled pink even though the outfits are two tone blue over the yellow undercoat.

Jenny's told to stand still now while he paints the imitation Spandex tights on her legs after just doing Alison first. The young blonde fidgeted and shuffled about as his brush teased her sensitive organ all over again. It takes him an hour just to do her pants in finished styling so her pussy snuggles in as though it's just a natural crevice hugging camel toe look on tight pants without underwear. Wow! But she's really nude.

Jerry's given them both a nice broad black buckle belt to offset the sky blue pants and darker blue top. Now he's reached her sexy arse and he pulls her cheeks to one side to open up the gap between her buttocks to slide the wide brush in sideways getting it nice and deep so it looks like natural material. He does four coats on the bum, stands back and adds a fifth coast before he's satisfied.

Now he's back to his favourite spot, the pussy, working down from her nicely rounded pubic bone his brush finally meets up with her prepuce and down over her thick clitoris and on to the soft folds of her inner labia jutting slightly from a wet vagina. He's wetting it good with sky blue paint but she's wetting it just as much inside feeling the same tremors coming back as the strokes get more and more personal. 

His face is so close to her cute quim she's quivering with excitement knowing that when he woke up this morning he'd never set eyes on her and now he's setting eyes on her from just inches away. Now he's working on her pussy with the designer coat of paint he uses three different size brushes for different areas of her vulva. For the outer labia it's a wider soft hair brush that's almost an inch wide but the touch is firm enough to press into the soft tissue coat after coat of it. For her clitoris he uses a quarter inch horizontal hairbrush that sends a tingling sensation along her clit shat as he gets around the base each side and leaves not a spec untouched.

Jenny's clit is really waiting for more after the first session with the sponge and this time it's a more delicate feel as he strokes it with firm pressure down the shaft and across the tip of her erect head sending sparks into the Latina's sensory nervous system.

"Mmmmm, oh my God," she breathes heavily unable to contain herself but needing to make out this isn't why she came to him. "Oh Jerry, I'm so embarrassed to be getting turned on I didn't know being body painted it was anything like this. Ohhhh, that's incredible, do that bit again."

"You likin' it eh? Nice feeling isn't it? I like doing this part; it's where the girls seem to make sure I've done it properly askin' me to go over it again and again."

"You haven't finished yet I hope," Jenny purrs. 

"No way, I've just done three full coats of your private part and five to go because I need it nice and deep here because of your little adornments on that clit shaft."

Jerry 's teasing Jenny all the more pushing the clit rings about and giving her the extra sensation they were meant for when she got her pussy pierced. Alison's sitting just to the side taking in how he's doing it as he kneels in front of her parted legs while she's standing up shaking on her feet every time he runs the brush back and forth over her exposed glans. 

It's straight out masturbation Alison's thinking.

"Ohhh, I don't know if I can stand this any longer on my feet can I lie down?" Jenny moans to make him think he's really turned her on beyond control. She's looking at his erection stiff as a board with the head really looking out for a lovely female mouth to exercise her taste buds. 

"Okay Jenny I know it's getting to you a bit, I'm sorry about that but I've got to do the job properly. Okay, lie down but keep your legs apart; we're almost finished and I can then top off Alison.

Right now Jenny's got other ideas. She's hot inside and been staring at his erection too long and it's driving her nuts yet she doesn't want him to know she's anything but innocent. As she moves to get past him to lie down she feigns an accidental slip and falls over him, knocking them both to the floor.

The buxom Latina lands first and Jerry unavoidably comes down on top of her body. How convenient eh? She's got just a split second to think of something before he'll get up and probably apologise for falling over her. Alison's watching with bated breath, betting anything this is a Jenny stunt.

His face is just close enough for Jenny to purr in his ear in the split second she's got to react. "Oh Jerry, I've never had an older man ever so close to me in my whole life. What you're doing to me with that bush is making me want you," she breathes heavily in his ear. "I can't help it, I feel so childishly embarrassed but for God's sake take me now, put it in me, I want it bad."

Poor Jerry, rejected by his fat wife and thanks to his thick seven and a half inch cock holding up so proudly he's got this hot 19 year-old Latina begging for his manhood. Her can't believe his luck and it's his first day ever body painting after buying the images off a real painter and doing a crash two-week course in how to go about it with the right equipment.

He's got the right equipment all right and it's staring Jenny in the face. "Are you serious, you're not kidding me?" he blurts and immediately Alison knows what's happened and shakes her head with amazement yet again.

Jenny almost hisses in his ear, "For God's sake do it, I'm wet as wet put it in."

He's got the message this time and gets up quickly, noticing Alison watching, her hands over her mouth as if she's saying she won't tell anybody. He gets down and pushes Jenny's knees wider to accommodate his 48 year-old frame being far larger than her. "You want me to fuck you?" he asks to confirm he's not dreaming as it seems too good to be true.

"Yes" is all she says and true to her word she's wet inside and waiting for it, letting out a long moan as he sinks his shaft inside and her eager vagina muscles gather around it like a long lost friend. Jerry only knows one style and it's full bore. On the floor, a woman anxiously wanting his services, here's a tradesman only too keen to do a tradesman-like job but there's no time for standard preparations. He's into a sexy looking 19 year-old shy chick with a long black hair ponytail and she's wrapping her legs around him clinging on.

And is she ever! He's so rapt in her being wrapped around him, her arms holding him around his broad shoulders and her ankles held up and locked behind his butt that he's not thinking about how expertly Jenny's meeting his thrusts.

"Oh my God that's beautiful," she sighs loudly. "Put it in me! Do it harder! Harder!" Jerry's convinced this is one shy young chick not used to the dick but when turned on she goes crazy for it. That's exactly what she wants him to think.

"You like being fucked eh?" he puffs and looking into her eyes with a leering look she didn't notice about him before. 

"Oh yuh! "I need ....for too long... you're first," she lies as the words bounce out of her mouth. Her emotions are running amok and he figures this is a chick that's been desperate for a fuck for a long time. So he thinks anyway and it makes him go harder.

He rolls to one side and turns her over so he's thrusting Jenny's vagina from behind now with her highest leg draped over his upper thigh. Jenny catches a glimpse of Alison watching and shuts her eyes knowing this will turn on all he more. Every inward thrust he makes ends with a hard thumping impact that she feels jerk her body about. He's getting maximum length, ending each push into her as tightly against her torso as possible. Not a bad position to be in if you're a 48 year-old marriage reject and she's a stunning glamour puss not that long out of high school.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she moans her body jerking to his hard thrusts. He feels the hot firmness of her tight vagina and she feels the bulkiness of his weapon sliding into her passion passage fast and slippery like a grass snake; withdrawing, sliding in, withdrawing, sliding in, withdrawing, sliding in, withdrawing over and over, over and over, back and forth, back and forth. Their pelvic thrusts work in unison as though they know each other inside out.

It's the best intercourse he can remember; it wasn't too hot with his wife and he wishes she could see him now with a very young, firm, sexy good looking Latina. "Like the cock eh?" he grins at her, his balls swollen and raised upwards in his erect scrotum. Her face looks strained; you'd think she's in some kind of pain not on the road to euphoria with emotion written all over it. Maybe the sun's in her eyes the way she squints. He says it again she's so busy struggling to stay in control. 

"You like the cock eh?

"Oh! Oh yuh!" is her answer.

He continues to pound her fiercely leaving the style book at home and working on mating instinct. Twenty five minutes or so gone and he's got Jenny on her back again, this time with her legs pushed back so her knees are pinned down level with her bouncing breasts and she's holding her legs out wide with her feet nearly as high as his shoulders. It reminds her of her visit to the masseur with her crook knee (Chapter 3).

Amid the moans from Jenny, Alison's beside herself watching, wet and feeling wonderful for her friend. Her hand rubs her clit it's so erotic watching a man and a woman making love, where it's physical, fast and furious. But are they making love or just getting sex out of their system? This is Jenny down dirty and daring. 

Facing up at him he's pushed her long legs outwards so they're almost flat on the floor and as wide as they can go, a position she used to practice as a kid and got into trouble with her stepfather. He leans forward into her body, 'chockers' up her, and strokes the side of her neck and face. He sees the heat in her and pushes his long finger between her lips and she sucks on it like a baby at the breast. It's the first time she's enjoyed intercourse without sucking the man's penis as a pre requisite to get her really in the mood. His paint brush saved her the trouble.

Jerry's out for as much enjoyment as he can get in what might be a once in a lifetime opportunity for him so he's varying his positions at about 10-minute intervals. He tells Jenny to stay there as he sits upright without leaving her and gets her legs leaning on his shoulders each side of his face as he gets his big hands on both breasts, spreading his fingers wide to enjoy what it's like to hands your hands on a firm set of 38-inch tits

Away he goes again after settling into the new position and his buttocks are jerking back and forwards really fast, not just to Jenny's delight but also to Alison who's doing her utmost to imagine what it feels like after seeing the size of his erection. He seems possessed and must have stored his energy for a long time. But suddenly the body painter's strokes almost stop. After 45 minutes of pulsating action Alison and Jenny thinks he's stuffed, at his age he can't keep it up so they're not surprised.

Jenny's heart beat continues to race and her breathing's trying to keep up. He leans over her in the missionary position again and straightens his back, then he slowly pushes his cock in almost at a crawl until it's almost in, teasing her as she's panting, before suddenly thrusting hard with one last full high impact jerk so his balls are slapping against her body. He does this over and over and over and over driving Jenny crazy but getting her to say the words he wants to hear.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh fuck me harder! Harder! Harder! Harder! Harder!" she shouts, voice almost shrieking as sexual tension rises inside her to explosive level. 

"Fuck you where?" he teases as he starts the momentum up again.

"In my cunt! Fuck my cunt fuck ya dadeee!" Jenny's in orbit and on the brink of orgasm he doesn't need any tap on the shoulder to give it to her even if he's not her daddy. Jerry lets fly with his best and Alison stands mouth agape her hands on each side of her face staring at what's to her a sight to behold. It makes her want to get home to Charlie because she's not getting it here.

Jenny's moaning continuously now he's thrusting at free will again and it's a tossup who's going to come first. He switches his mind off and pretends it's his fat wife he's inside not a sassy 19 year-old virtual virgin who begged him to end her drought. Lucky for him so he could hold it for her, the Latina's fire is well and truly set alight and countless hundreds of hard thrusts into her with his thick seven and a half rod takes her over the edge. 




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 20



It's only weeks away from her 19th birthday and the voluptuous and sultry long black hair office prick teaser Jenny remains erotically inspired for new exhibitionist adventures. 

Her life is an ocean of sexual fantasy and on any day she's out there fishing for unsuspecting men to take her bait. Playfully flashing her natural assets towards the grateful gaze of older men in particular is her idea for excitement, turning them on when they can't do anything about it. 

Hiding behind her guise of complete innocence she's a natural show-off, using her overt sexuality to titillate them into harmless perversion such as the time she needed help in the change booth of the clothing outlet. 

She covertly wanted a really grown man's opinion of how she looked in her g-string thong, suspender belt and nylon stockings and matching bra set -- a surprise she claimed for her non-existent boyfriend. It didn't matter that it took four changes of panties and bras while she insisted the poor man stay in the booth while she changed each time. He gratefully gawked in eternal gratitude a mere four feet away-- Jenny using the excuse for keeping him there that she didn't want him called aside by another customer and keeping her waiting. Besides, she bought every set she paraded so personally for him since intimate underwear isn't a hand-back item once it's tried on.

Such is Jenny. Being able to show something as though she's naive when the circumstances are safe is a real buzz to her and she's been that way for the past 10 years. She really made that 49 year-old shop assistant's day as one to remember, especially when he said he had a daughter the same age. 

He went back to more mundane matters of personal service with a smile on his face and Jenny left the store smiling, too, more assured the man's wife will get the rub-off when the shop assistant serves her that evening with Jenny still on mind. 

When a young chick's got a suntanned 38C cup-22-34 inch figure, she's tall, trim, taught and therefore terrific in the backside, it's easy to be upfront about her body. She's never backward about being forward, but she does it cleverly in such a way she always acts like she's fresh out of school and easily led. 

She knows the element of innocence can supercharge a man's libido when young female flesh comes into view. It doubles her pleasure, especially when she imagines the man in question going to think about what he saw for a long time and either use it to stimulate his excitement when having sex with his woman or maybe to make it a moment to remember when masturbating.

Jenny got the impression that the man -- married with family - in the change booth with her at the clothing chain store wished she had several boyfriends so she'd come back and try on something for each one of them. Ah, but memories of such madcap moments live on in the mind for years to come in order to come again, and again, and for whenever the married man with family's feeling down and wants to get it up.

Right now Jenny's on her way to her friend Alison's house to cheekily find out how observant her daddy is after both sexy teens were body painted nude by the 48 year-old new artist in town called Jerry. Could a man look at a naked young woman, especially one so stunningly sexy, and not realise she's really undressed? 

Jerry of course -- a master painter from the far away hills - was overjoyed to find two sparkling-eyed teenagers knocking on his door offering their wholesome well developed bodies for his experiment in body painting as a way of advertising his new to town how-to skills. They got paid $300 each for doing the dare and when sensitive parts are touched over and over with a small paint brush it's enough to make even a naughty-minded girl blush. 

Alison's dear daddy Charlie, bless his 45 year-old heart and soul, was a close to-the-church religious bible basher with nought a naughty thought in mind about his delicious 18 year-old daughter until he met Jenny and she made him think again. 

Jenny's encouraged the previously innocent Alison how to use her sultry looks to turn a man on -- yes, even her daddy -- just by sexual innuendo even when she doesn't intend anything to happen. She's told Alison a man needs to know that his equipment's in working order. So, given the innocent opportunity to flaunt certain parts of her body such as a perfectly shaped fleshy firm bum bending over in a thong, it helps to let him know that his working tool is really working.

Naturally, Jenny's urged her to make sure he doesn't get so serious about the church and its puritan protocols that he forgets that the family that prays together should also play together. 

Ever since she was a growing girl first becoming aware of how sexy her fast developing body was at a mere nine years of age with first signs of buds starting to bulge under her nipples, Jenny's pushed her luck to the limit as a little show-off. 

Never one to hide the fact even as an advanced preteen for her age that she was blessed with a shapely figure, mouth watering thighs and sensuously smooth tanned skin, she made many a much older man in particular groan in gratitude somewhere out in public. 

She's played her innocent flashing game in the shopping malls, on the crowded bus, up the escalators and in even in the various shoes stores one after the other like a sex kitten trying joggers on in her shortest possible skirts and making the salesmen kneel subserviently in front of her exposed thighs. Meeeowww.

And yes, she even believed in Santa Claus; well, she believed in prick teasing Santa Claus because she was always the oldest prepubescent to sit on his lap the longest time in the shopping centres. And just as well there's more than one Santa in town at the time the way she always managed to sit on their laps and discretely edge one hand behind her back where it never failed to provoke a response from inside his pants. The man from the North Pole, she discovered in the different department stores, had a personal pole down south that's hot blooded as any. So much for cold storage.

Whenever Santa did his duty and whispered kindly in her ear if she's been a good girl and what she'd like for Christmas Jenny was ready for it. "A hard cock," she'd whisper back, making the old gentlemen of the different stores go as red in the face as their Santa suits but recovering quickly from the shock to always bounce her up and down on their lap singing "Ho! Ho! Ho!" as they pretended for a mere moment to be giving her one. Ah to be young again.

How many girls are clever enough to give Santa a hand -- a real hand -- where he can use it and not interrupt his work at the same time?

Right now she's arriving at Charlie's house where the bible bashing father of Alison has dozed off sound asleep on the back deck in the warm sunshine near the pool. They sneak up on him and Jenny very gently traces her fingers over the bulge in his Lycra material Speedo swim trunks as snores peacefully.

He doesn't stir so she increases the pressure ever so carefully, making out where the head of his seven and a half-inch fat penis is behind the sometimes too revealing material. Her discreet stimulation's working and Alison puts her hand over her mouth so he won't hear her giggle.

Jenny strokes with slightly more pressure as she sees the shape of his penis start to unbuckle itself from its cosy curled up sleeping position like a cobra snake responding in its basket to the alluring sound of the Indian's flute. Catholic Charlie's in dreamland and he's dreaming of a vestal virgin from the Roman Empire era stroking him in preparation for dirty doings of the kind that had a real vestal virgin called Aemilia put to death in 114BC for several counts of incest, and stepping outside her 30-year service of celibacy.

But it's Jenny's fingers making him dream of poor Aemilia as he dreams of how religious rites can make it seem right for early Romans to feel so righteous about rollicking good times with innocent virgins -- provided its sex outside family ties.

In no more than a minute Jenny's managed to get Charlie's fat penis straightened out inside his Speedos and on the way to getting hard. If he's not careful about what he's thinking he wants to do with virgin Aemilia he'll wake up in a wet dream. Jenny gets her thumb and index finger either side of the developing shaft as it gets firmer, her sensitive touch sliding up and down the length until she gets it pointing towards his navel. Alison's beside herself -- after all, it's her doting daddy, physically strong, handsome and even sexy for an 'old man' of 45.

Charlie mumbles something incoherently but doesn't wake -- yet. Jenny gets her left hand over the tight swimsuit packaged testicles and caresses them gently so he smiles at young Aemilia just in the last five minutes before the centurion guards take her away to the dungeon for punishment and personal pleasure by the High Priest.

Jenny's right hand circles the outlined head of Charlie's cucumber-like cock and she rubs it both sides with finger and thumb making him groan quietly. What began as a quick flirt expecting him to wake up has suddenly turned into the prospect of his daughter watching her friend make him ejaculate inside his swimmers. Alison looks anxiously at Jenny as if to ask is she going to go on with it. She nods cheekily. 

Jenny's tempted to pull the tops of his swimmers down to reveal the head of his penis but they're too tight and she's sure it would only make him wake up just when it's getting erotically interesting. Charlie, still feeling the warm touch of what he thinks in his dream is little vestal virgin Aemilia, doesn't realise that two totally nude teenagers disguised as being dressed in nothing but body paint are kneeling either side of him on the lazy boy deckchair watching his cock grow from soft to rock hard inside his swimmers.

Alison kneels closer, marvelling at the thickness of her daddy's manhood as Jenny puts an open flat palm against the rigid underside of the shaft and rubs faster and faster, faster and faster, faster and faster, making heat and friction work wonders in the short space of time. She's so good that sparks are flying and had she been about in the era of the early cave men she could have suggested a better way to start a fire than rubbing sticks together.

Charlie's never had such a young virgin, especially a vestal virgin that's pledged to 30 years of celibacy servitude in the raunchy Roman times, get so close to putting her hand on his cock over his white robe and jerking him off. He's just about to pull her face down to his robust rod when young Aemilia rubs it even faster and faster, faster and faster, faster and faster and faster and faster and so fast her young hand's just a blur and it's too late Charlie. 

He thinks that when in Rome just do what the Romans do and cum hither; one of the inner sanctum's favourite playtimes with the hand- picked unblemished younger than Spring time babes they had on hand in those times. 

Alison's eyes widen and light up as she sees how Jenny -- not young Aemilia after all - (sorry Charlie) makes the build up of heat and friction so intense he ejaculates a wad of gooey cum inside his swimmers, the wet stain giving his indiscretion away inside right up to the top of his pale blue Speedos.

Alison looks at it and looks mouth open at Jenny as she keeps rubbing it fast to make sure she gets all the semen out of him. He wakes up with a jolt, finding he's got an upright bolt, he's exploded in his briefs and his daughter's kneeling beside him with her friend Jenny looking into his eyes with a cheeky tut tut expression with her index finger.

The two horny young women make out they've only just arrived and Jenny quickly suggests he seems like he's just had a wet dream.

"Oh my goodness," she coos. "Your swimmers are all stained inside. Were you dreaming of something naughty?"

Charlie's red-faced and anxious to escape. "Hell, I was just dreaming. I didn't know..."

"What were you dreaming of Charlie?" Jenny asks in a teasing voice.

"Hell Jenny, I can't remember all that, I can only remember it was back in the Roman Empire days and this lovely young vestal virgin was attending to me..."

"Don't have to say anymore Charlie," Jenny interrupts. "Got the picture! Well it must've been a good dream looking at the front of your swimmers. Would you like me to dry you off?"

"Come on Jenny, fair go, it's embarrassing enough to have a wet dream at my age; I've never had that happen before I can't believe it. I'm going to get changed so don't make me feel any worse than it is."

He races inside and the two girls backslap each other laughing. Less than 10 minutes later he comes back and he finally realises they appear to be dressed in identical clothing. He remembers Alison going out dressed in something quite different. 

"What are you two up to wearing exactly the same outfits? Was there another sale on?"

"Do you like our outfits daddy?" Alison asks as she saunters in a circle around him. 

"Yes honey but they're a bit tight on both of you aren't they? Look at how your nipples stand out through that top; you might as well not be wearing it."

Jenny and Alison go into mini hysterics. "What's so funny?" he says scratching his head, are you to on something I don't know about?"

"What about me Charlie?" Jenny pouts, smacking herself on her nicely rounded tight cheeks. 

"Where'd you two get those outfits and what's the big idea of both dressing up the same?" he quizzes, looking at Jenny. "Yours top's even more revealing Jenny, how'd the hell did you get yourself into such a tight top? Okay girls I got it, you're not wearing a bra or panties."

"Do you like our Spandex tights then Charlie?" she teases, running both hands up and down the sides of her hips.

"Yeah, sexy but not the sort of outfit I'd like my daughter wearing down the street though, the way the material cuts into both of you between the legs. Can't say I don't mind of course but a bit raunchy huh?"

"Well daddy, it's just the tight fit of the Spandex, we can't help that. Anyway we're going downtown for a walk through the mall while it's such a warm night coming up."

"Okay pet don't be home too late that's all. You know I worry about you now that you're going out in the kind of clothes that gives guys ideas."

"Oh daddy you're just getting jealous that they're younger than you. You know I like to make you feel good when I get around in sexy gear. Besides Jenny's with me so don't wait up for me, I'll come in and say good night if you're in bed when I get back."

"Okay honey," he answers watching them saunter out of the room shaking his head. He'd swear they may as well be wearing nothing.

"He he," Jenny giggles, "that body painter's done such a good job you'd have to touch the skin to know it's not clothes at all," she chuckles as they head downtown and park the car close by the busy mall thronged with night time shoppers.

They head to the nearest set of escalators in one of the buildings fronting the pedestrian traffic area and wait until they see a couple aged in their fifties heading for the mobile stairway. They move quickly to get on the travelator steps by just being one step ahead of the man and his wife.

Both teens stand one step above the other but on different sides so the man behind them can get an uninterrupted view of their sexy figures covered in the body paint. They get to the top and step off the metal staircase quickly followed by the drably dressed housewife who almost pushes her hubby aside to bleat in Jenny's ear.

"Your pair of hussies ought to be ashamed of yourselves!" she spits. "You're a disgrace getting around in clothes that tight leaving nothing to the imagination, Your parents shouldn't let you out of the house like that. Is that what they teach you in high school how to behave in public?"

They just giggle as the woman storms off and her husband follows reluctantly as though he'd sooner follow them judging by the long last look he gives them turning around as he falls into line with his oversized wife. 

They walk in the opposite direction towards another set of escalators that take them back to the ground level where Jenny spies two white collared clergymen talking together a car's length away from a row of public telephones booths. 

She's more confident than ever now that they look as though they're wearing tight fitting clothes with no underwear. "Let's see if those two church ministers notice us near the phone booths; we'll pretend we're talking to our boyfriends and I'll say something they can hear to make it interesting," she says.

Both girls deliberately face outwards but not looking at the two religiously proper men in their neat suits. The impromptu arrival of such audaciously 'dressed' sexy-looking young women interrupts the churchmen who can't help but notice just 20 feet away they've never seen anyone dressed in such body hugging clothes that certain features seem to be apparent. 

"Did you see that?" one says to the other. "That young woman over there can't possibly be wearing anything under those tight pants she's got on. Look at the way the shape of it stands out when she moves back into the light there."

"Dear God," says the other, "what's the world coming to. She's such an attractive young lady and oh my God, just look at that. I can't believe I'm seeing this, her nipples I mean, they're really sticking out. She might as well have nothing on."

"Heavens, I see what you mean William, what's this thing with young ones today not wearing underwear?" the first clergyman ponders. "When I was their age young women dressed more decently. This cameltoe look seems to be an obsession."

The second clergyman smiles. "Howard, why should we mind, if the good Lord gave them his blessing to stand here before us like this it must be a message from above for us to take notice."

"Hmmn, yes I suppose so. Listen, what's that she's saying...?"

Jenny lifts her voice aware out of the corner of her eyes the two church men have noticed her, so she turns slightly to the side so it seems she's not aware they're looking her way and continues her mock conversation. 

"Billy why do you ask me time and time again what position I enjoy most when we make love?" she gestures with one hand but making sure her two-man audience can hear. "You know it's the missionary position, and you know why it's because I like to know a man's taking me almost as if by force and I'm helpless." 

Jenny's careful not to overplay the voice as it must come across natural like people her age carrying on over the phone; just loud enough but not over the top as if she's acting. The taller cleric digs his friend in the ribs when she says she prefers the missionary position, a choice Jenny made up just for their benefit. 

Jenny stops speaking as if she's listening to the imaginary boyfriend Billy and the two clerics pulses are racing from unintentional excitement hearing Jenny. She lifts her voice with just the right tone to cap off her last remark. "Yes Billy don't skite to me about your big dick. Anyway having one so huge doesn't give you the right to want it more than three times a week."

Both clergymen are silently apologising to God for getting rock hard erections but they're doing it secretly so the other one doesn't know. They keep their eyes fixed on Alison and Jenny and trying not to look conspicuous. 

"Yes honey, I'm going to do that straight after I get home from church on Sunday;" Jenny chortles waving her other hand around in the air like an orchestra conductor. 

The two clerics are extra impressed and look at each other nodding their chins approvingly. "I wonder which church she goes to?" one says. "Not mine unfortunately," his companion replies. 

"My God, imagine having her in the front row when you're delivering a sermon."




Manipulating Jenny Ch. 20



"I can imagine something better than that," his friend jokes. "Just look at the size of her breasts and they're not even sagging. You know Howard; we're being rather improper just now looking at those two and noticing their bodies. I mean they're just two well developed kids, it makes me feel like I'm some kind of voyeur even just noticing them."

The shorter minister shakes his head and keeps staring at both girls who are yabbering away three-quarters on to them but not in direct eye contact. "I wonder if she's Catholic or Protestant," says the shorter of the two as he discreetly adjusts his erection. "Probably Catholic, the priests seem to get more of her type come their way than in our faith."

The taller man squirms too, adjusting himself down below and certainly afraid to let on he's getting turned on. "Yes, I know what you mean; I've always thought that, too." If only she came to my church, he mumbles to himself.

Just as he's thinking that Alison turns around and faces them but she's looking downwards so they get a good hard - really hard -- look at her totally naked body believing she's simply not wearing panties or bra under the outer clothes. The way she stands one leg slightly forward of the other and slightly apart makes her well developed broad vulva anything but vague to the naked eye of the two men of the church Ministry who may as well be singing Hallelujah.

"William I must say these modern clothes are quite interesting," the taller cleric whispers. "Just look at how that young blonde's private part there stands out; the crack is so obvious. Girls today don't seem to care if men see what they've got on under their skirts or shorts."

Jenny's turned away so her back's to them for a moment so they get a good eyeful of her tight backside as she starts to sound cranky with her boyfriend. 

"Come on Billy stop trying to own me. I'm not giving up being in the church choir just to please you. Now if you want to lay me tonight you'd stop trying to talk me out of going to church every Sunday."

The two religiously learned men nudge each other when they hear Jenny make out she's in her church choir. "Pity we couldn't convert her to our congregation, we need some fresh faces," one says to the other.

To add some spice Jenny deliberately drops her car keys on the ground and bends right with her tall legs straight to pick them up, pushing her butt high in the air and showing the two Protestant ministers a stunning third dimensional full size view of her perfectly formed pussy. 

It only takes a matter of seconds but she fumbles with the keys to add time on as her game continues. There won't be any protesting by the Protestants. The two church men gawk as though she's manna from heaven. 

Inwardly though and without admitting it to each other, they both instantly visualise what it could be like to hold her by the hips in that bending position and be thrusting blessedly into her. They just wish Jenny was part of their Sunday worshippers' flock; she looks so flockable. Amen.

After the five-minute treatise the two girls hang up the phones and stand side on to the bedazzled church men and whisper something to each other. Before the two men can walk off Alison with Jenny alongside walks over to them and saying excuse me, asks if they have the time.

Caught unexpectedly the clergymen think the girls are that cheeky they could be putting a proposition to them without realising they're men of the cloth. It's easy for them to see the two well developed teens are not women of the cloth.

"Er, arr, what do you men do we have time?" the shorter man stutters. 

"No, sir, I said do you have the time, not do you have time," Alison pouts. It's just another excuse Jenny cooked up so they could engage two people of supposedly impeccable characters and be able to say later they spoke to church men while in the nude. 

"Oh, I'm sorry young lady," the embarrassed Protestant minister fumbles. "Er, yes the time, it's, arr, exactly 6.30."

"Thanks," Alison says gaily. "Oh by the way do you like our lovely new sports gear we are promoting for a clothing store?" she asks innocently but with a sparkle in her eyes the men can't resist noticing. 

"Ah, yes, hmm, yes they're very nice; very comely if you know what I mean. I see you're both dressed the same as each other," he says not really knowing what to say.

Jenny jumps into the conversation unable to hold herself back. "It's a new line and we're just promoting this particular brand called Nude. Do you think our outfits are a bit too tight? One lady had a go at us because we're not allowed to have any underwear on under these being so tight, yeah."

The two men raise their respectable eyebrows. "Oh so you don't wear anything under the clothes like we thought, I mean like people must think," says the tall one taking a closer look.

"I must say young lady I hope they're paying you lots of money to go out in public and advertise their brand because...well...humph," clearing his throat, "I've got to say I've never seen a woman's figure stand out quite like you two right now."

Jenny laughs teasingly. "Oh you mean our nipples; yeah they do stick out now the night air is coming down. Sir, can you do us a favour and bless our outfits so we can have some good luck; we're hoping to get full time work with the agency?"

The shorter clergyman standing closer to Alison looks puzzled. "It's a rather strange request out here in a shopping mall, but I suppose we could do that. We're always keen to help clean living young women of good character -- as well as naughty ones too, of course," he confesses.

The taller clergyman closest to Jenny nods agreement. "Yes we could do that but what kind of blessing were you thinking of? There are all kinds you know."

Jenny looks at Alison and takes the initiative. "Just let us each take your right hand and we'll hold it over our heart and you say something simple like asking the Good Lord to protect us and help us be successful in all we do and of course, for our new outfits to help us get fulltime jobs."

"Well I suppose that's not too much to ask. Shall we indulge these young ladies William?

"Yes I think so," says the younger of the two men.

Jenny flashes her eyes at Alison and she gets the message knowing what Jenny's got in mind so they both do it at the same time. She takes the taller man Howard's hand and promptly clamps the palm of his hand fair and square over her burgeoning right breast. Alison mimics her a fraction of a second later taking her cue.

Both clergymen are caught by surprise and utter a shocked "Oh!" but Jenny keeps her hand on top of his and tells him to say his little prayer while his hand's on her heart.

"My God, I've forgotten what I was going to say," the astonished cleric mumbles. "Miss, this feels like bare skin," he says with a shudder not game to move. 

"Actually it is," she say, moving her hand off his and sliding his palm across her erect nipple and around to the side so he could feel the shape of her breast. "We're wearing painted on body suits but you've still got to bless us please."

Alison's taking a copy cat lead from her more experienced friend and with similar results.

Both men of the cloth have their hand clasped around a buxom bare breast of two teenagers just a year out of high school. Embarrassed yet equally excited they each mumble a little blessing the girls asked for and after what seemed five minutes but was about three, they take their hands away and stand back to admire them full length close up and personal.

"Are you telling us that you're both topless, just wearing those pants to be decent?" the one called William asks.

"Yeah that's right, pretty good eh, you two couldn't tell the difference," the dark long hair pony tail Latina tells them. 

"I find this most extraordinary, I'd have to see it to believe it," says Howard, the taller one.

"You mean you'd have to feel it to believe it," Jenny giggles, and sounding impish more like a 14 year-old junior high school teen than the voluptuous 18 year-old conniving exhibitionist that she is.

"Yep, but don't tell anyone we're showing you to prove it but all we're wearing all over is just stage actors' paint," she confesses. "See, that's my special piercing down there, you know, lots of girls our age have them, but you wouldn't see that if I was wearing real pants would you?"

She pushes her hips forward in a gesture for a better look, both men looking at each other goggle-eyed and then going to the spot. Even with all their strict religious teaching and good morals, at some stage of a church man's life he's a moral to bend the rules and be like any other man given the right circumstances. They both look harder, not believing their luck.

"I still can't believe it," Howard mutters, looking harder than ever and feeling harder than ever. "If you hadn't told me I'd never known the way you've been painted makes it look like real clothes over you." 

She grabs his hand again and before he can wrench it free she puts it under her breasts and pushes it up and down making him jiggle her tits. 

"See they're real, would you like to feel me anywhere else to be sure?"

"Oh heavens no, I mean it would, I wish we, arr, it's not the kind of behaviour we should display in front of a young woman, touching her body."

"Okay then we're going now," Jenny announces. Will you remember what you saw?"

"How could we ever forget," the shorter man with the longer uncut dick replies. "Anyway, how old are you two girls?"

"We're both seventeen in our last year," Jenny fibs to inject more shock value into the clergymen's unexpected experience.

"Incredible, two totally naked schoolgirls walking through a public domain wearing just paint. How do you get away with that? Isn't there any parental guidance in your homes? What if you get found out?" the taller cleric asks with a shocked expression. | "Well we don't go around telling people we're naked or our age, but you two were different so we told you."

"Why? 

"Well sir, it's simple, when we got off the phone we noticed you both standing close by talking and we figured we'd love to tell someone just to get a reaction and who better but someone from the church who's respectable and won't see us get into any trouble for just being ourselves like in a dare. Besides we thought men who preach the gospel might see us as like this but not think anything dirty, you know, being so moralistic sort of."

"And you two young women dressed so provocatively think that members of a religious order are not like real people, don't have the same feelings?"

"Yep, I guess so on one hand but on the other hand maybe they have stronger feelings when they see something raunchy," as she starts to edge away thinking it's time to get out of there while the going's good.

"I think we should go, we've got to get changed," she excuses.

"Yes I think you should get home before someone puts the police on to you and embarrasses your parents if you end up in court for indecent exposure," says the older cleric. "Still, in your favour I must confess you both look quite stunning with such beautiful, figures, a real picture of natural beauty."

"Like something out of the Garden of Eden?" Alison jokes.

"Arr, don't tell anyone I said so but you two put Eve well and truly in the shade and don't tell anyone we allowed you to put our hand on your heart to bless you, now get going and bless you both -- again."

On their way back to the car they have to walk past four baseball capped rapper youths bouncing a basketball and throwing it to each other. They walk a bit faster but can't escape the wolf whistles from boys obviously still school age. 

"Hey look at the tits on these hot Bitches," one calls out. "Woof woof betcha like getting it doggie darling!" his mate shouts.

"Are you wet and waiting for it?" another laughs and they join in singing "Does your mommy know you're out looking for cock around the block."

"Hey, I've got a big one honey, just ask my teacher!"

"Woo woo look at that arse. Fuckin' hot little hoe!"

"Come back sluts you haven't sucked us off yet."

Jenny and Alison scurry to their car and they're glad to be heading home pleased that their daring experiment fooled the many onlookers, men and women, into thinking they were wearing very raunchy outfits. But the coup de gras for Jenny was adding another feather in her cap in a long line of prick teasing behaviour. She can now claim two church leaders in her collection of men she's been able to sexually tease without them ever knowing she deliberately targeted them and made it happen.

They head back to Alison's house so Jenny can drop her off and head home to shower off the body paint. In the morning they've arranged to go in Jenny's car to the body piercer Jenny calls the ring master so Alison can be checked out for inserting an arousal ring somewhere very private.

Jenny's told her having her pussy pierced has helped ring bells down there even when she's not even feeling sexy. 

"What's this man like Jen? I took a risk with the body painter but this is a bit different." 

"The guy who fixed my crook knee (chapter 1) put me on to him' he's the older brother of the masseur I went to and oh yeah, wait until you see his collection."

"What do you mean, his collection?"

"Well he's done so many he keeps a big portfolio of his work in big landscape binders. I'll be in there now and you can see a picture of me before he started and when it was finished, just close-ups of course."

"Yeah, okay but how would I know it's you if there's that many to look through?"

"Oh he keeps them in date order and takes a picture of every girl's face just to go with the piercing pictures. He just puts in a face photo, a first name and age. Nothing personal."

"No, just pictures of her pussy," Alison laughs.

"What about chicks our age?"

"Are you kidding? Most of his work comes from females 15 to 30 he's done a few guys too. He'll have a look at you and going by your shape he'll know what to advise because all chicks are built different even though we're basically the same down there."

"Didn't you get nervous?"

"Oh shit yeah, but he knew how to calm me down; 

"Did it hurt? Was it scary?" 

"Scary in the mind when you first get there and you see that the guy's not exactly Prince Charming and he's old enough to be your father but he knows what he's on about. I even told him he must get tired of seeing so many chicks without their pants."

"Yeah? You said that? What did he say? 

"He just laughed and slapped my backside and said a man never gets tired of seeing the pivotal part of a woman's sexuality."

"Was he rough?"

"Nah, look it only stings for a bit when he puts the needle in but it's over in a few seconds. It's pretty erotic though the way you've got to sit there legs wide apart while he works on you."

"Come on Jenny I know you well enough to know that's the real reason you went there in the first place, just so you could turn the guy on knowing he's a professional and can't do anything out of order. You really like it don't you when you know a guy's looking at your body."

"Yeah, why not, it's no good going to your grave keeping it to yourself. Hey Alison, wise up, we don't keep perfect figures forever. I'd sooner a man seem me tight and just right than when I'm twice as old and not in the same shape. Besides, I can't help it if I'm highly sexed, it's my mother's libido I take after; she was really something."

"Jenny you've got me out of my shell a real lot but I'm still not as hot to trot as you are; I don't get turned on as easily as you"

"Maybe not but you're getting there, I can tell you enjoyed showing off tonight."

"I agree but it wasn't exactly like sex with a stranger was it. Well not in the real sense."

"Alison why don't you wait and see how you feel when the ring master checks you out tomorrow."

NEXT: A visit to the body piercer becomes an erotic opportunity of another kind as Jenny sets her blonde friend Alison up for something she didn't expect.