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Birthday Treats

By: TonyDowse



Chapter 1

Ever since Penny and I had been together we had constantly found new ways of pleasing and exciting each other, so much so that I was actually beginning to think we might soon run out of ideas, when Penny added a completely new dimension to our already full, and extremely varied sex life.

My birthday was still a couple of weeks away when she first raised the subject of how we might celebrate it. I told her that birthday's were usually no more than just another date on the calendar to me, but she replied that she was determined to make this year's totally different - and that although at that stage she was not exactly sure what we would do, I should keep the evening free from any other commitments.

She said no more and to be frank our life together was so eventful that I had almost forgotten what she'd said until she reminded me the evening before it. 'Now tomorrow evening Brad, I've got something planned that I expect will prove to be truly special for you - so you just make sure you're not delayed too long at the office.'

Of course after that I found myself spending various times during that day wondering just what she might have in mind; and as I not only felt both a growing sense of anticipation but often found I had also developed a totally unwanted erection, I certainly made sure I did as she'd asked.

When I got home I was greeted with a kiss that was even more passionate than usual, then a glass of champagne, and several beautifully wrapped parcels. There was some silk underwear that I guessed she'd bought from the lingerie shop we'd discovered, and a book she had obviously heard me talking about with my fellow book-fiend, Boris. But even as I was thanking her for those she said. 'Your proper present is still to come, we're going out, so enjoy your champagne - and as I'm going to need a bit more time than usual in getting myself ready you'll even have time for another glass or two before I let you hit the bath-room.'

'Well why don't I get my stuff out of the bedroom, I can easily dress in the other room, and that way once you have showered you can take all the time you need to dress and get yourself beautiful for me.'

'You're a very understanding guy, darling - that'll be just great!' she replied, giving me a much quicker kiss before hurrying off to shower.

Having taken my time with a couple of glasses of champagne before I heard her call out that the bathroom was clear for me, I was feeling a little light-headed as I showered and changed, but even so I still poured myself another before sitting down to watch the news while I waited for Penny to get herself ready.

But of course I found it almost impossible to concentrate on what was on the screen, I was far too busy wondering just what she had planned for the evening and found the various thoughts I'd had during the day returning, giving me another of those unasked for erections.

Penny really didn't keep me waiting that long, but when she entered I knew that if I'd had any idea of just how sexily beautiful she was going to make herself, I would have been prepared to wait far, far longer.

The dress she was wearing was a wine-red slinky number, that seemed to be literally moulded to the sensuous curves of her, and although my brain was busy imagining the reality of what lay beneath it, there was no way I could fail to appreciatively notice both the wide, and deeply plunging neckline, and the thigh-high slit up the side of it. The combination made my heart literally skip a beat or two, and I felt my cock giving an enthusiastic surge as I let my eyes drift slowly and lingeringly up and down the length of her tantalisingly gorgeous body.

'Penny! You look absolutely stunning!' I said in an almost choking voice. 'Do we really have to go out? I could eat you, right here and now!

She giggled, gave me a flashingly appreciative smile, then replied. 'Oh I'm sure you'll be doing that - but you'll just have to wait awhile. Anyway, I think you'll enjoy even more the rather special treat I have in store for you.'

I watched, utterly mesmerised by the way the form-clinging dress showed off every tiny movement of her body as she turned and picked up the car keys, saying. 'Not only don't you know where I'm taking you, but you've already had the best part of half a bottle of champagne, so I'll be driving Brad.

As Penny was an extremely good driver I had no problem with that, and even more importantly, as I have always preferred manual to automatic gear-shifts I immediately found myself anticipating the sight of even more of her legs as they operated the pedals.

She drove both fast and smoothly, and although surprised that she took off heading out of, not towards, the city centre, I was actually far too busy watching the frequent flashes of stockinged thigh to worry about much more than the increasing pressure I could feel in my groin.

But when I finally realised the direction she was taking us - up into the hills, towards the area officially known as 'The Dress Circle', but more commonly, at least amongst we commoners, as Billionaires' Row - I couldn't restrain myself from asking - 'Just where are we going Penny?'

She glanced sideways, gave me a grin and replied. 'There's only one rule for you this evening Brad - you're not to ask any questions. Just relax, take whatever's offered - and enjoy!'

The road climbed in a long curve, the houses gradually increasing in both size and luxuriousness as the views their height allowed became ever more expansive and knowing there were absolutely no commercial premises up there I grew more and more curious as to where Penny was taking us. Then, when we were at the very crown of the hill, she pulled in towards a set of truly imposing gates, wound down her window and pressed the button on the security communication device.

After not having to do more than give her name, the gates slowly swung aside and we drove down a broad, tree and shrub-lined driveway towards a well hidden house. It was three storey place, mostly white, but with an ornately tiled roof that curved out and upwards, very reminiscent, on a much more modest scale of course, of a Chinese Pagoda's roof-line.

Before we had a chance to get out of the car, one of the two heavily lacquered front doors opened, and standing in the door-way was a young woman, who greeted us politely but warmly.

'Welcome! Welcome to our house, we trust your evening will be most enjoyable.' she said with a slight bow, as she ushered us into a foyer that itself was at least twice the size of our entire apartment.

I briefly took in the exquisite décor and the large number of presumably genuine Chinese and Asian artefacts and artworks, which could well have ended up making the place look like a museum but which were so skilfully arranged that they actually gave it a surprisingly informal feel. But what really held my attention was the girl herself. Although a good head shorter than Penny, her shape was, if that was possible, even more sensually curvy - curves that were displayed and accentuated by the obviously expensive, figured black silk cheongsam that tightly covered it.

Her face, although bearing traces of the distinctively erotic shape of classical Asian features, looked as though it had been modified by the inclusion of at least a few European genes; the underlying bone structure giving her a softer but also almost sensually vampish look. She saw me slowly appraising and appreciating her, gave me a twinkly-eyed smile, then asked us to follow her. We were led through an even more spacious lounge room, into a decidedly Chinese dining-room that could have easily seated twenty or thirty, and then out on to a semi-covered terrace area that directly overlooked the ocean.

I had seen such places, in films and magazines, but had never dreamed I would actually be standing in one, it was truly breath-taking. The view down over the sea - its slow waves rippling towards us, reflecting the star and low-rising moonlight, then the beach on which those waves broke sussuratingly - was fringed by the neatly trimmed vegetation that covered the area between the house and the cliff-edge. 

'Come darling, let's sit down.' Penny whispered as she took my hand, then led me to a candle-lit table that was already laid for two.

While I had been standing looking out across the ocean, the girl had obviously been busy because as we sat she brought two tall glasses in which ice cubes tinkled. 'Miss Penny said you would probably enjoy a long vodka and tonic. I trust this one is to your liking.' she said as she placed the glasses down in front of us.

I took a sip, the strength of the alcohol was obvious. 'Thank you, it's delicious, exactly right.' I replied.

By then there were a score of questions buzzing around inside my head but when I looked across at Penny she guessed my confusion and, reaching across the table, she placed her hand on mine and said. 'Brad, please, no questions. As I said before, questions and answers can wait until much, much later - for now, just enjoy. We are going to share a little time together while having some of the finest food, most excellent wine. And later? Well let's wait and see what comes later.' she added with a positively wicked grin.

'OK, I'll accept what you're saying, try to concentrate on just the food and wine, at least for a while. But you have to understand that with you sitting there, especially looking the way you do.' I added, staring down into the deep cleavage between her breasts that the low-cut front of her dress left on display for me. 'With you looking like that the food and wine, no matter how good, will actually be the two things furthest from my thoughts.'

She gave a low chuckle and replied. 'Please don't think you are the only one suffering Brad.'

'You mean you're feeling sexy too?'

'Of course I am, have been since I knew how I hoped we'd be spending tonight.

'And you're not going to add anything about the detail of that - right?'

'Absolutely right!'

'OK, but presumably you know this girl from somewhere - what's her name please? I mean sooner or later I will have to call her something.'

'It's Shun-shun.' Penny answered. 'And yes I'm sure you'll want to use it - some time.' Penny replied cryptically.


Chapter 2

Finally my thoughts cleared and I put down my glass and said. 'Penny, no matter how good the food and wine are going to be - and if you continue to refuse to answer even the most basic of my questions - what are we going to talk about? We can't just sit in silence for the next hour or so. You clearly have some sort of ideas about the rest of the evening - ideas that you are not going to tell me - so what can we talk about?'

'Oh there are many things Brad.' she answered with a grin. 'For instance. I'm sure you at least glanced at some of the interesting things around us as we came through the house, your artistic eye couldn't have failed to miss them. So we can talk about art; in general, or about Chinese and Asian art. You have obviously also noticed just how attractive Shun-shun is. We can talk about the concept of feminine beauty and how it varies from one part of the world to another. You said you were feeling sexy, and you now know that I am too. We can talk about sex, share some experiences we've had together - or perhaps with other people - or even about sexual experiences that we might like to have.' she added after a long, thoughtful pause.'

She was right of course and having said so, and ignoring the idea of immediately discussing something as disturbing as sex, I opened the conversation with a comment about the pieces decorating the entrance area.

Once started the conversation flowed quite naturally, I already knew that Penny was becoming particularly well informed about Chinese and Asian art and that kept us going until the first of a seemingly endless series of quite delicious dishes began to appear. I had to admire what had been selected for us, and the way each serving had been kept relatively small, allowing us to experience a whole variety of tastes and flavours, without our stomachs becoming overfull. Then the wines that had been selected also blended remarkably well with what we were eating, and even without having the continuingly sexually alluring sight of Penny sitting opposite me, and the quietly flitting charms of Shun-shun adding to that, the meal itself would have been one of the most memorable ones I'd eaten.

Once it was clear we had each had sufficient Shun-shun cleared the table, bringing us a pot of Chinese tea, then some icy sorbets to cleanse our palates.

Even though I had never let them interrupt the flow of our conversation I had not been able to fully suppress the thoughts and memories that the mere presence of Penny triggered. Memories of the many and varied fantasies I'd created about us in past years, and of the one time that one of those fantasies had actually been turned to a reality. And it was not unnatural that those thoughts, plus what she had said about wanting to make this evening really special for me, led me on to wonder what it was that she might actually have in mind for us.

But even so I was left at a complete loss as to just how to reply when she delicately licked her spoon clean of sorbet then looked me straight in the eye and said. 'Brad, what have you been thinking about?'

The best I could do was to ask. 'When?'

She grinned knowingly and answered. 'Oh, from time to time during the meal, but especially just then, while we were eating dessert. I could tell that there was clearly something other than what have been talking about going on inside your head.'

'Was it that obvious?' I asked, giving a sheepish smile as she nodded affirmatively.

'Well it's very difficult not to think about what we might have been doing, I mean if we hadn't come out to eat.' I replied.

'You mean sex?'

'Of course that's what I mean.'

'Well you might not have to wait too much longer. But let me ask you something. Have you ever been with two women?'

'You mean at the same time?'

'Mmm.'

'No I haven't.'

'Does the thought turn you on?'

'I guess that would depend on who they were, and how much energy I felt I had at the time.' I answered with a grin.

'I see, that's very considerate of you. So how energetic do you feel at the moment?'

'Right now?'

'Yes.'

I was confused and bewildered, was the line of questioning merely the result of her general curiosity, or was she serious? If so, who was the other woman she was talking about? And anyway did I want to share myself with anyone but Penny?

'I don't really know.' I answered, desperately playing for a little more time to sort through the conflicting thoughts that were crowding into my brain.

At that moment Shun-shun reappeared, presumably to clear the table. 'Well let's find out.' Penny said decisively, then said to her. 'Can you get away now?'

'Of course.' Shun-shun answered, turning her head and smiling at me. 'It will be my very real pleasure. So please to follow me.' she said in a low-pitched voice, as she waited for us to get up from the table and then led us off the terrace.

Penny took my hand and whispered. 'As I have said before, don't think too deeply about anything that happens, just enjoy it, Brad'

We followed Shun-shun back through the lounge and foyer, then she led us up the curve of a sweeping flight of stairs. The decor was a continuation of that on the ground floor of the house and although under other circumstances I might have paused to admire some of the truly excellent works of art hanging on the walls, with my increasing curiosity as to just what lay ahead, and Shun-shun's tightly pert bottom swaying hypnotically from side to side in front of me, I virtually ignored them.

Having reached the top we were led along an equally exotically appointed corridor, passing several doors before Shun-shun opened one and stood aside to let us enter.

The room was large, dimly lit, and tastefully furnished with various lounge chairs and tables. The walls were hung with silks, decorated with more oriental paintings and lavishly mirrored. But I only gave those things a passing glance, my eyes were immediately drawn to the far end, where there was what I guessed must have been classified as an Emperor sized bed. Then, but off to one side, through an already opened doorway I also saw just a section of what was clearly a spa-room.

Even while I was still taking in the various furnishings and decorations Shun-shun led Penny down towards that oversized bed - then she half turned, and said to me. 'You'll find everything you need to make yourself a drink, in that tall cabinet behind you, for now, just relax Brad.'

Not having the foggiest notion of what was going on, another drink did seem like a good idea and when the opened cabinet doors revealed a fridge, and above it shelves lined with both glasses and an almost exhaustive array of liquors, I poured myself another vodka and went and sat on one of the lounge chairs.

By then Shun-shun was standing behind Penny, coiling her hair - and having done that, fastening it with two ornately large grips. But once done, her hands and fingers lingered there; gently stroking the coils, Penny's neck, her neck and then her shoulders - slowly, lightly, with infinite patience, finger-tips trailing, sometimes flutteringly so, back and forth with feather-light tenderness.

I admit I didn't notice the movement, but at some stage Shun-shun's fingers must have somehow slid the spaghetti thin shoulder straps down off Penny's shoulders, because I realised that those fingers were moving lower, down her upper arms, and every now and then even slipping around to include the swelling curve of Penny's breasts.

It was only then that I remembered a brief conversation Penny and I had had some months earlier, when we were tentatively talking about odd fantasies we had each sometimes conjured up. It then that, with some embarrassed discomfort, I had admitted that one of mine was to be able to watch two beautiful women making love to each other.

Was this Penny's special birthday present to me? She and Shun-shun fulfilling that fantasy.

If so, did I really want them to do that? How would I feel to know my special girl was responding to someone else's touch, their caresses?

But at the same time - knowing the depth of the bond that had grown between Penny and I - the idea of being able to watch these two, undoubtedly beautiful girls, doing what I had often imagined, was of course exciting. Extremely exciting!

So I continued slowly sipping my drink, watching whatever the girls had in mind to do unfolding before me.

I didn't have to long to wait; it wasn't long before Shun-shun slid Penny's dress down over her hips, exposing her bra-less breasts and the skimpy, also wine-red thong that was all she'd had on beneath it.

Even though by then I had of course seen Penny's naked body countless times, seeing her like that - standing in just sheer grip-top stockings and thong, with Shun-shun's hands and fingers wandering caressingly over it - was one of the most erotically arousing sights I thought I'd ever seen. And although I thought that right then my reactions to them were likely to be the furthest of their thoughts, I couldn't just sit there as I was - and as the increasing pressure from my straining cock was becoming decidedly uncomfortable, I stood and began stripping my own clothes off.

Shun-shun quickly removed Penny's thong, then with a deft movement, and a couple of slight wriggles, her own dress, and the plain, hip-length shift she'd also had on, fell around her feet.

I finally saw that although she might be small, she very definitely was all too perfectly proportioned - in fact, mouth-wateringly so.

Her breasts were, if anything, even more hand-itchingly tempting than Penny's; not quite as full of course, but appearing to be even firmer, set a little higher on her chest and their shape and silky skin making them look to be even more tightly full.


Birthday Treats



It was my birthday, I was 21, and I woke up with a raging hardon. Not all that unusual for a horny young man like me. What was unusual today was what was causing it. As I drifted from sleep to waking, I could feel something bringing me up, or bringing my dick up at least. Some pretty expert attention was being given to my throbbing member by a wet, slippery mouth and tongue that knew just what it took to get me off.

Realising I wasn't dreaming I slowly looked down to see, to my incredible surprise, a gorgeous woman of about 45 with long auburn hair, beautiful tits in a crimson lace chemise. Her wide pink mouth was wrapped around the shaft of my dick and her hand stroked the base of it. It was my mother.

'Mom?' I asked, shocked, 'What the hell is happening? You're sucking my dick.'

'Mmm,' she sighed, letting my cock slip momentarily from her mouth, 'Happy Birthday son. You're 21, I thought you'd like a special birthday wake up.'

And like it I sure did. It was weird and wrong seeing my mom, the woman that raised me, on her knees sucking my cock, but that was part of what made it feel so good. It's not too surprising that it didn't take long of this before I was right on edge.

'Ohhh Momma, I'm gonna cum,' I gasped and shot streams of thick sticky spunk right into my mother's mouth.

She let my dick slide from her mouth and moved on up to give me a big wet, sloppy kiss like she usually did on my birthday morning. Only this time she had a mouth full of my sticky cum and, as she kissed me, her tongue slid into my mouth and pushed my wet, salty sperm in with it. It tasted weird but felt really good, sharing this naughty moment with my hot mother.

'OK, sweetie, that's just the beginning of your special birthday treats,' she smiled as I swallowed the last of my warm jizz, 'Wait and see what's to come later!'

And with that she left to go downstairs and left me to get dressed and wonder what on earth just happened. Not that I was complaining, my mother was hot, she gave great head and the naughtiness of it being a mother sucking off her son just made me feel even better, but it was still pretty unexpected. I decided in the end to just go with it and be happy.

I came down into the kitchen and my mom, even after spending the morning giving me head and feeding me my cum, had prepared breakfast. My dad was there too, dressed in just a dressing gown and nothing else.

'Hi sweetie, come on in,' my Mom smiled at me, 'Your dad's got a little birthday treat for you too. Or should I say a big treat!'

She walked over to my dad and pulled open his dressing gown. As I had thought, he was totally naked underneath. It took my a little by surprise that my mom would strip my dad like that, right in front of me, their son, but I was even more surprised to see that he wasn't 100% naked. Instead, there was a big red bow, tied, of all places, around his long, veiny dick.

My mom stepped over and pushed to my knees on the kitchen floor. I was now just inches away from my dad's naked flesh and that incongruously celebratory bow. Mom ran her hand over this and her husband's crotch in a way that made his dick twitch to attention.

'Here's your dad's birthday treat,' she smiled at me, 'Come and get some, sweetie.'

I couldn't believe it, my mom was telling me that my dad's birthday present for me was his cock!

'But, dad, you're not gay?' I asked, confused.

'Only on special occasions,' Mom giggled.

She knelt down beside me and guided my hand to the ribbon, I pulled off the bow as if unwrapping any normal present and was left with the full sight of my dad's fleshy member. I had never thought about sucking cock before, but then I'd never thought about my mom sucking mine before, or swallowing cum and I'd enjoyed that. Close up, that hard, throbbing fleshy pole did have something about it that made my mouth water as I began to entertain the idea of putting it in there.

My mom smiled at me and took her husband's dick in her hand stroking it and getting it harder. Her other hand guided mine until I too was stroking dad's dick. I liked the warm fleshy feel in my hand, the sense that my touch was pleasuring my big, hard dad. Mom opened her mouth and took the head of Dad's dick inside, swirling her tongue around it, showing me what to do. Seeing my dad's dick in my mom's mouth this close up made it look so delicious.

Then her hand was guiding it into my mouth. Before I knew it, I was sucking my dad's dick and getting my second birthday treat of the morning. Soon my mom just stood back and let me get on with it. It was surprisingly quick to go from the shock of imagining the thought of sucking my dad's dick to throwing myself into the act of letting his hard boner slide into my mouth.

'Uhh,' my dad sighed, speaking for the first time that morning as I really started bobbing back and forth on his dick, 'That's good son, you're a natural. Suck your dad's dick real good.'

I was obviously enjoying it too. My second hardon of the day was rapidly swelling in my groin by the point that my dad shot a load of warm jizz right into my mouth and I swallowed my second salty mouthful of the day. I was getting to like the taste better every time.

'Happy Birthday son,' my dad said, slightly gruffly as I drained and cleaned every drop of white sperm from my glistening, meaty birthday gift.

I was left now, however, with a rock hard erection as testament to how much I enjoyed the kinky incestuous cock eating of my birthday morning. I was about to take care of it right there in front of my parents. After the events of the morning, I felt I could be that intimately fucked up in front of them. But, my mom stopped me.

'Before you do that, you might want to wait and see what your sister has for you,' she grinned.

My baby sister Grace still lived at home with our parents too. She was just eighteen and had always been the cute sweet slightly spoiled kid of the family. I wondered what it was that she had in store for me. If my presents so far were anything to go by then I had something pretty exciting to look forward to.

I knocked on the door and heard her invite me in. She was sitting on the bed dressed in nothing but a thin white cotton chemise, her long straight auburn hair falling over her bare shoulders. She looked sweet, girlish and a little bit nervous, but smiled to see me as I came in.

'I've got an extra special treat for you, birthday boy,' she said to me, smiling and pouting her teenage lips at me, 'I've been saving just for this'.

At first I thought she meant that she had been saving up money for my birthday present, but gradually it dawned on me what she really meant. My cute eighteen year old kid sister had been saving her body for this moment, had been keeping herself pure and clean up until this day.

'This is your present from me,' she smiled shyly, 'My virginity. You get to be my first. You get to take my cherry for your birthday treat.'

I couldn't believe my luck. I might not have thought much about fucking my family before the incidents of this morning, but since sucking my dad's dick my own had become rock hard, and now the thought of my sister's virgin pussy just made me even more excited.

She slid the chemise over her shoulders and exposed her beautiful naked body, her tits were much smaller than her curvy mother but were young and pert. Her body was slight and thin with long smooth legs that she now spread to reveal her wet, naked pussy covered with thin tufts of teenage pubic hair.

'I want you inside me brother,' she sighed, 'I really want to feel what it's like to get fucked.'

I was only too happy to oblige. I manoeuvred myself so that I was inbetween my sister's sexy long legs and my hardon was rubbing against her wet pussy. She gasped and bit her lip as I pushed forcefully up through her previously unbroken hymen. This was it, I was popping my baby sister's cherry and she was encouraging me to do it! What a birthday this was.

She lay back and let me push my dick right into her tight teenage pussy. She was in a little pain but kept willing me further. Soon her gasps and sighs turned to pure pleasure as I began to slide my dick in and out of her newly fucked wetness.

'Mmm, yes, I never knew it could be this good, big brother,' she sighed, 'Fuck me good, baby, take your sister's cherry.'

She wrapped her legs tight around me and pulled me deeper inside her virgin tightness, sighing and gasping, pushing her little round breasts up and outwards, thrusting her hips up to meet her brother's forceful thrusts inside her. She might have started out my sweet, inexperienced little sister but this cute piece of teenage pussy was very quickly starting to show that she was every bit as into sex as the rest of her family seemed to be.

The tightness of Grace's virgin cunt, my still horny feeling after sucking my dad's fleshy hardness, the naughtiness of fucking my not so virgin teen sister, all of this was enough that I didn't last much longer. Thrusting deeper and harder into my sister's pussy, my dick exploded and filled her right up with sticky, gooey cum.

I'd never have thought of doing this before today, mind you I'd never have thought of fucking my sister, but now that I'd enjoyed a couple of mouthfuls of salty cum, it only seemed natural that, as I let my sticky limp dick slide from my sister's well fucked cunt, I got down on my knees to eat my messy load right back out of her.

As I lapped my juicy cum from my sister's cunt, savouring the taste more with every sticky mouthful, I began to give her a tongue fucking every bit as good as the one I had just given with my cock. She was really moaning now and, as I took drops of my white jizz into my mouth, she wrapped her thighs around my head and felt her first real orgasm shake through her, soon mingling my cum with hers in my mouth.

'Mmm, thank you so much, brother,' my sister smiled at me, looking dishevelled and not quite so sweet and girlish as she had before, 'I know it's your birthday, but that was a pretty good treat for me too! I just hope you enjoy Gail's present as much.'

Gail was our elder sister. At 24, she no longer lived at home. She was much more experienced and worldly than we were. She lived a much more exciting, glamorous life in the city and always looked amazing. Given the standard of birthday presents my family were giving me so far, I could only imagine what my smart, sexy, well dressed big sister had up her sleeve for me.

Gail arrived just after lunch and attracted my excitement and curiosity almost immediately by drawing me away from the rest of the family into another room. As ever, she looked gorgeous, her dark hair was styled in curls and waves, her long legs were accentuated by a tight, short skirt, sheer stockings and stiletto heels. She had total command of any room she was in and I willingly put myself in her hands.

'I've got your present right here,' she gestured to the shopping bag she was carrying, and I gave a look of disappointment, a shopping bag meant a much more regular present than the ones I'd been getting so far today!

'Don't worry,' she grinned naughtily on seeing my look, 'This present is just as new and fun as the others you've been given.'

She opened the bag. Inside was some very expensive sexy looking lingerie. There was a pale pink satin babydoll decorated with black lace ruffles around the cups and skirt with matching pink and ruffled boyshort panties. Along with that was a black lace garter belt and black nylon thigh high stockings with lacy tops. It was just the sort of sexy, classy, naughty thing that I could see my big sister wearing and the thought of her in it was a real turn on for me.

'Oh, sister, you're gonna look hot in that,' I said, knowing that that would normally seem a pretty inappropriate comment for a brother to make to his sister, but given the way things were going today, I felt it would be alright.

'Oh, I'm sure I would, little brother, I'm sure I would,' Gail giggled, 'This, however, is your present.'

'Huh?' I asked, not quite getting it.

'All these pretty girly things, they're for you, silly,' she laughed, 'I want to make you nice and pretty for your party later on.'

I was shocked. My beautiful big sister's birthday present for me was to dress me up as a girl. I had never imagined anything like this for myself, mind you I had never imagined sucking my dad's cock but that had felt so good. Dressing in hot, sexy lingerie like this was the sort of thing a cocksucker like me would do, I guess. Days ago I would have been too shy to go through with it, to even admit to myself that the idea of looking and feeling like a girl, having that sexy smooth satin against my skin, was turning me on. Now, I could admit to it, now, I really wanted it. I was ready to put myself, and my body in my sister's hands.

Gail loved taking control and, half an hour later, had got me just the way she liked me. She had stripped me of my normal clothes and shaved my body clean of its thin, fluffy hair. I had slipped on the panties and garter belt, felt the satin of the babydoll wrap around my body and slid the stockings up my new shaved legs. I felt so soft and feminine, so happy to be manipulated, as Gail painted my face with her make up and gave me pretty, sparkling pink lips and long luscious lashes. The whole look was topped off with a wig of shoulder length dark curls and a pair of six inch stiletto shoes just like hers.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked as sensual and girly as I felt in the soft satin material on my chest and crotch. The only thing that made me stand out as not being a normal sister to Gail and Grace was that my pink satin panties were being stretched out by a big boner. Even though I'd cum already twice that morning, the sensual feel of the feminine fabric and being dressed up like a pretty girl by my hot sister, had got me all hard, excited and aroused once more.

'Wow, somebody sure likes playing dress up,' Gail laughed at me, running her hand over my crotch, 'Doesn't it feel good being so pretty in such pretty things?'

'Oh yes, big sister,' I sighed, my voice even sounding girlish coming from my painted pink lips, 'Thank you so much, it's a great birthday present.'

I leaned in to kiss her and she allowed our lipsticked lips to play together for a few moments, letting her tongue slide into my mouth, making my dick spring up harder and more excited than before.

'Mmm,' she said, breaking from our kiss, 'Save some for your brother.'

Oh yes, I remembered, there was one more family member I had not yet seen that day. My brother Adam was a notorious ladies man. He was between me and Gail in age, but seemed a lot younger and less mature than she was. He spent his whole life trying to get pussy and doing little else. I also noted, slightly worryingly given the way I was dressed up, that he had always been a completely straight guy's guy with a bit of a homophobic streak. I wasn't sure how he'd react to his brother the crossdressed cocksucker.

'Nice ass, bro,' was all that Adam said when he came in later that afternoon as I was parading my birthday lingerie for my parents and sisters in the living room.

He landed a playful slap on my satin panty wearing ass and gave me a little fondle. I felt kind of nervous feeling my studly brother's hand on my ass, but it felt good to be the cute girly one in the situation and to let him be all manly. Still, I was surprised to see him eyeing me up, and even handling me like this.

'Adam?' I asked, 'I know you're not into guys, what is this?'

'A cute ass like that belongs on a girl, sissy sister,' he grinned, 'And I never want to pass up an opportunity to fuck a sweet ass in sexy panties like that one. Besides,' he added, as I blushed as pink as my babydoll, 'I promised Mom I'd get you a really good present. Just like what Grace did.'

'I don't get it,' I said as he rubbed his body against mine, I could feel his cock getting hard in his pants.

'Bend over bro,' he smirked, 'It's time for your birthday present. Grace let you pop her cherry, I'm about to return the favour.'

Now I got it, and I don't mind admitting that, even after sucking Dad's dick and letting sister sissify me, I was a little nervous about it, about letting my big brother fuck my ass and take my virginity back there. Still, my nerves were pushed aside by a greater feeling of excitement. If getting fucked by my brother was anywhere near as arousing as sucking off my dad, then it was going to be pretty good. I think I was developing a bit of a thing for family dick.

With my mom, dad and sisters still in the room watching, my brother bent me over a coffee table so my panty wearing ass was stuck up in the air. I faced my mom who smiled reassuringly at me as my brother's hand slid between my stockinged thighs and pulled my legs open. My cock quivered against my pink satin panties as I felt my brother's hand on my ass, sliding the panties to the side to give him access to my tight virgin hole.

Now I knew how Grace felt earlier today when I had taken her virginity, worried and excited, feeling the pain of being torn in two as a large erect cock pushed between my legs and impaled me, and feeling the thrill of giving my girlish body up to the force of my brother's hard dick.

'Feels good, doesn't it, big sissy brother,' Grace smiled at me from across the room, 'You'll love getting brother cock as much as I did!'

'Oh yes,' I gasped, struggling for air as my whole body felt filled with my brother's dick, 'Give it to me, brother, fuck me real good, fuck me like I'm my sister.'

I started getting really into feeling my brother slamming into my ass, my own dick was rock solid and bursting from my satin panties, my brother's was tearing me open faster and harder, rocking my girly body in its satin lingerie, making me moan like a real girl until, quite unprompted, I blew a sticky load right over the coffee table and inside my pink panties.

As my orgasm rocked through me, my tight little virgin hole closed around my brother's thick throbbing hardness and he too exploded a big spunky load right up inside me, making sure I was a cockloving bitch for all my family. It had been a great birthday and I felt well and truly fucked.

This wasn't it for my big day, however. It turned out, things were only just getting started.

'You'd better get yourself cleaned up, honey,' my mom said as my brother's sticky cum started running down my thighs to stain my sexy stockings, 'We've got all the rest of the family coming round this evening for your party!'



Birthday Treats



It was the end of a magical birthday. From the moment I had woken to a champagne breakfast I had been spoiled and pampered by my adoring boyfriend, David. He had seen to my every need, providing me with so many presents and treats.

After my morning shower I had been delighted to see a new outfit laid out neatly on the bed, a daring black dress split almost to the navel that extenuated the definition of my breasts. David had obviously found somewhere expensive to take me, and he did not disappoint. Once I had put on the dress we were driven by limousine to a Michelin starred restaurant for a long, lazy lunch, and more champagne. 

After dessert David announced his next surprise. He whisked me away to an exclusive country hotel and spa, where I was pampered all afternoon by a host of pretty girls. There is nothing I like more! I felt fabulous by the end of it all, especially for the deep tissue and hot stone massages at the climax of the session. It was wonderful, and when it was over I floated up to our suite feeling divine. 

But that was not the end of the surprises. David had arranged for our room to be decorated with hundreds of tea lights that lit the room with a sensuous glow. A grand table had been prepared by the front window that overlooked a beautiful lake, and we had dinner served to us by our own personal waiter. It was a lavish meal, and after dinner and two bottles of wine we left the table and moved to the adjoining bedroom. Here was my final treat. A scented bath had been prepared, with a glass of champagne to enjoy as I relaxed in the warm bubbles. How wonderful I felt. David had excelled himself this time. 

After half an hour in the bath I stepped out and dried myself with a heated towel. Then I slipped into a toweling robe and noticed for the first time, the trail of rose petals leading from the bath to the bedroom. David was so romantic. I followed the trail, and there was my wonderful boyfriend stood by the bed. He too wore nothing but a robe, that and a knowing smile. He was up to something, and after how he had treated me today my interest was truly piqued.

"You are so wonderful, thank you" I said.

I slipped my eager hands beneath his robe and traced my fingers along the length of his erection. David was a well-endowed man, and I loved to feel his extended sex in my hands. He loved it too, and sighed as I lightly caressed him. I thought David would now finally lead me to the bed and make love to me, as I had wanted him to all day. But instead he prised me away from his firm body and pulled my hands from under the robe. I looked forlornly into his blue eyes but David appeared adamant that we would not be making love at that moment. 

"Not now darling" he said. "I have one more surprise for you." 

I smiled at him then laughed quietly. I should have known David would have one more trick up his sleeve. 

"Saving the best for last?" I asked as David encouraged me toward the main room of our suite. 

"I think so" he replied. 

He didn't give any idea as to what my final surprise was to be, only to tell me that the hotel staff had cleaned the room of our dinner things and we were all alone. This made me very happy. I was eager for David to make love to me so did not hesitate in following his lead. But just as David was to open the adjoining door I got another surprise. For David produced a blindfold from a pocket of his robe and held it up to my eyes. 

"You must put this on, and keep it on until I say otherwise" he said.

Immediately I felt a rush of excitement. I enjoyed a bit of rough stuff but had not anticipated it tonight. David knew me so well and had gone all out to please me on my birthday. Could any girl be luckier?

"Whatever you command, lover" I whispered. 

I was in for a special treat and helped David fix the blindfold to my eyes so as to receive it quicker.

When the bind was secure David took my arm and led me into the main suite. It was very warm in the room and scented candles had been lit in place of the tea lights. Classical music resonated quietly through the wall mounted speakers and beneath my toes the thick carpet was soft and inviting. It felt very sensual, and when David had led me into the center of the room I physically trembled. I anticipated what was coming and could not wait a moment longer. 

We had halted near the fire place. I could feel its heat against my calves. David released his grip from my arm and tugged at the belt of my robe, then placed his hands on my shoulders and peeled the garment away from my body. He pulled it down the length of my arms and dropped it to the floor. I now stood naked before him. I sensed he was gazing upon my shapely curves and waited in anticipation for him to take me. But he did not ravage me. Instead David placed his hands on my hips and kissed me tenderly on the mouth. It was a very sensuous kiss, more loving than I had ever felt before, and my knees began to buckle at the sheer eroticism of the moment. David stroked my hair and when he finally pulled away, he told me that he loved me.

"I love you too David" I sighed. 

I could feel his erection hard against my thigh, and reached down to clasp it. 

"Let me kiss it" I whispered. 

On my command David hurriedly removed his gown and led me to a leather sofa by the window. He sat down on the edge of the couch and parted his thighs. I then knelt between his open legs and found his erect cock with my mouth. I began licking the shaft from base to tip with my wet tongue, and then gave little nibbling kisses with my teeth along the full length of David's penis. He had a predilection for fellatio and moaned accordingly. 

Encouraged by his vocal exhalations I took the whole length of David's cock in my mouth and began to slowly bob my head up and down whilst caressing his scrotum. I sensed that David was ready to burst into my mouth so worried my teeth at the cock head that was moist with pre-cum. He grabbed my hair with his hands and I anticipated the explosion in my mouth. But at the moment I thought he would ejaculate David pulled my head away from his groin. 

"Don't be afraid" he said. 

I was astonished and bewildered. Why had David not let me finish him off in my mouth, and what did he mean by not being afraid? I was soon to discover, for no sooner had David said the words than I felt someone drop to the floor behind me. There was someone else joining in. 

A threesome had been a favorite fantasy of ours but I had imagined it would remain just that. I had not anticipated that David would make the dream real. My heartbeat accelerated as the stranger crouched at my rear and placed his hands on my hips. They were warm and soft like David's and I shuddered as he drew his fingers along the curve of my flanks, round to my shapely buttocks. My mouth fell open and I emitted a quiet sigh. 

The hands were kneading my bottom, admiring the shape and feel of the warm flesh. It felt wonderful and I pushed my bottom upward to encourage the hands to explore further. With my consent the stranger slowly parted the cheeks of my bottom and touched the tight aperture with a fingertip. I moaned with pleasure and relaxed onto the finger that felt as hard as a cock inside me, all the while rotating my bottom to heighten the pleasurable sensations. 

As the stranger pleasured my anus I felt David's sex brush against my chin. I clasped it at the base and greedily bore down on it, taking the complete length of David's cock in my mouth. As my lips slid down the shaft the foreskin peeled away from the bulging prepuce to reveal the pink, moist head that nudged at the back of my throat. I then fellated David's cock with such depravity it was as if I was trying to ingest it, flicking my tongue on the frenulum while sucking the thick stem. 

David was in a tumultuous state, thrashing his hips against my mouth and desperate to come. I popped his cock out from between my lips and with tongue and fingers, rubbed the ridge of flesh that demarcated where the cock head and shaft join. I expected then to feel warm rivulets of ecstasy streak my face, but the climax was arrested as I struggled to concentrate on David's pleasure. 

The stranger was increasing the velocity of his ministrations and I could think only of my own orgasm. I elevated my bottom so that the finger could pierce deeper inside me. My thighs were split wide and I thrust my buttocks in an urgent rhythm to keep pace with the hand. I moaned loudly, unable to contain my pleasure and it was then that the stranger removed his hand and placed his mouth upon me. 

His warm tongue stabbed at my anus as his hand fell to the space between my legs and rolled wet fingertips over the delicate bud of my clitoris. The stranger's touch was measured but precise, delicately caressing the yielding flesh between my legs so as to accurately maintain my approach to orgasm. I felt like a whore with a cock in my mouth and a tongue stimulating the warm folds of my buttocks. 

My pleasure rose as his motions quickened and I expressed it with a rising crescendo of ecstatic undulations in my voice. I was at the frenzy before orgasm with my hair flying about and my nipples burning. The stranger's agile tongue was killing me. It slid from my anus to my sex and maintained an exquisite momentum on my clitoris until I could hold back no more and my pleasure burst. I came extravagantly, jabbing my bottom against his mouth until I collapsed onto the carpet, my body devastated by the intensity of my orgasm. 

I lay still for a moment, overwhelmed and satiated. As my pleasures grew fainter I lifted myself off the floor and smiled contentedly. The man had remained between my legs, kissing my sex until the pleasure had rolled away but leaving me wanting more. I whispered a thank you as he detached himself from between my thighs and stood to swap places with David. 

The two men strode past me and took their new positions, David kneeling behind me on the carpet and the stranger easing his bottom onto the leather seat. I was determined to give him equal pleasure to that I had just enjoyed, so eased my head forward and placed my mouth upon his thigh. It was only then that it occurred to me he was naked. I was so involved in my own pleasures that I had not considered it before. But he was a nude as I, and I traced my tongue along the inside of his smooth thigh up to his navel and waiting erection. 

At the same moment David held me by the waist and eased his cock inside me. I gasped and held myself still for a moment so that he could find the conjecture he sought. He was perilously near to coming and thrust himself hard against my rump. It felt heavenly, and although I wanted to come again I wanted more to please the stranger who had given me such a wonderful orgasm. My head was level with his groin and I opened my mouth to receive his penis. But it was not a hard cock that my mouth fell upon but a smooth female sex. The stranger was a woman.

The surprise gave me a moment of trepidation. I hadn't considered that the person who had made me come so hard might be a girl, and felt foolish not to have realized that only a woman could have pleasured my sex like that. David had noticed I had made the discovery and began to fuck me harder. It felt so good and I was close to having my second orgasm. But David suddenly withdrew and took his cock in his hand. For a second I felt his fingers drum against my backside and then he came on my body. His essence fountained onto my bottom and lower back, streaking my butt cheeks. I felt his fingers sink into the flesh of my bottom as he discharged himself upon me. 

Now utterly gratified, David kissed the dimples at the base of my spine and sat back on the carpet to my rear. This allowed me to focus all my attentions on the girl spread-eagled before me. I had never tasted a woman's sex before but I knew instinctively what to do. I extended my tongue and placed the tip onto the moist folds of her slit. Then I placed my fingers inside her vulva and parted the sweet lips, exposing the secret inside. My tongue flicked the pink nugget and the girl expressed her arousal with a satisfying report. 

She was completely relaxed in the comfort of the leather couch with her legs spread wide and I kneeled eagerly between them. I licked her clitoris in a soft circular motion until she became impatient and grabbed my hair with her hand, urging my head down. Now my mouth completely concealed her sex. I flicked my tongue faster, increasing her pleasure, and then alternated between licking her clitoris and jabbing the entrance of her sex with my tongue. 

The girl discharged a shrill moan, approaching orgasm. My tongue was a blur between her legs, arousing every fibre of her labia. With one hand I stroked her bottom while the other touched the smooth concave of her stomach. The girl bucked her hips forward, threatening orgasm with a sharp fucking motion as her voluptuous bottom pounded against the cold leather. I slid my hand under her bottom and turned it over, inserting three fingers into her fertile opening. 

With my tongue urgently licking her clitoris and my fingers finding their rhythm inside her sex, the girl suddenly arched her back off the couch and emitted a piercing staccato cry. She gripped my scalp with her long fingers and molded her sex to my mouth as I lavished her labia with kisses. With one more stab of my elongated tongue her zenith came as an exquisite release. She went rigid as she came; the spasms of her release rippled through her stomach muscles, and then the girl slumped elated onto the leather cushions. 

As her fervor subsided I raised my body off the floor and lay against my female lover. Her body felt incandescent. I placed a hand between her voluminous breasts and the luxuriant skin was saturated with moisture. She was inarticulate from pleasure and breathing laboriously. I lay my head on her decolletage and felt the rapid rise and fall of her chest. She tried to whisper words of gratitude, but I bent down and covered her full lips with my own sensual mouth. Her tongue was undulating as I held her head like a cup and drank a long, languid kiss. 

Before long, David appeared beside me. He nuzzled my neck and stroked my breasts as I caressed lips with the girl. I could tell from the erection pressed against my bottom that he was enjoying watching us kiss. But almost immediately he stood up and pulled me away from the girl. I did not want to stop kissing her, but David was in charge and I complied obediently. He held me from behind, fondling my bottom and kissing the curve of my shoulders. The girl remained on the couch, silently watching. I wanted her to help my boyfriend touch me but she was not obliging. It was only when I became aware of soft moans radiating from the couch that I understood she was enjoying watching David touch me.

Presently the girl stood up and emerged at our side. She wanted to join in now, but did not want to touch me with her hands. She whispered a command to David, and he instantly pinned back my arms thus surrendering my body to her. Then the girl began to rub her body against mine in a sensual massage, belly against belly, and breast against breast. She took my hands and crushed her hard nipples between my fingers. Every sinew in my body ached for her touch; every opening wanted her to fill them.

"Do you remember what you told me was your ultimate fantasy?" David asked as the girl stimulated my nipples with her tongue. 

I did of course, but this was not it. There was something else required for this to be my ultimate treat. My heart skipped a beat. Was it possible that my boyfriend had orchestrated for my absolute fantasy to be realized? 

Suddenly the girl pulled me away from David and kissed me, gluing her sex to mine as we embraced. In the frenzy my hands manipulated her shapely curves, stimulating her breasts, her hips, her thighs. We stumbled backwards as we caressed but before I could crash to the floor I felt two more hands curve around my waist, supporting me. It was then that I thought I might faint, because it was not David who bore my weight. I felt the warm cushion of two breasts press against my back and the sweep of sexual hair against my buttocks. A warm body was enveloping me from behind, a body with curves and breasts and the intoxicating odor of sex. Another girl! 

She placed her hands on my breasts and traced her tongue along the curve of my neck as the first girl lowered her head to my belly. 

"Oh yes, YES!" I exalted as waves of ecstasy enveloped me. 

As the two women swarmed over me I raised my arms, lowered myself to the floor, and let them make love to me. 

My first female lover placed her mouth on my throat. Her soft hands molded my breasts, squeezing the nipples into hardened pellets. Then the second girl appeared as silhouette through the blindfold and began to touch my body. Her hands brushed over my hips, caressing the richness of my thighs. My mouth fell open and produced a rasping sound as her fingers explored every sinew of my body. 

I lay in a trance, panting, as the woman devoured me with her hands and mouth. Her sinewy tongue explored each layer of flesh, each moist nook, until my neck, breasts, and belly were wet with her kisses. Then I felt her fingers brush my clitoris. My body distended as she stroked my sex, drawing the wetness out of me. Her fingers were as firm as a penis, bringing me to the peak of an excruciating sensation, and my body burned so hot that I feared that one more touch would set off the explosion. I wanted to prolong the pleasure, and happily my lover seemed intent on drawing the ultimate sensation from my sex. 

She crouched between my legs and placed her agile tongue on my slit. I became inflamed and moaned tumultuously, my exclamations inspiring the girl to become more aggressive as if to arouse a greater moan. She stabbed at my front and back trailing moisture over my perineum, pleasuring each fold of skin. Around my hips her hands were descending and ascending, inducing a gratifying sensation from my flanks. She dug her nails into the softest part of my buttocks but it was a delicious pain and my body heaved with pleasure. 

The first girl continued to kiss my breasts and roll my prominent nipples between her fingers but became impatient, and threw her leg across my shoulder. She was very moist and wanting and I kissed her between the legs, making little devotions upon her clitoris. The girl moaned and bore her sex down on my mouth. I extended my tongue, as hard as a man's sex, and with it stimulated her tender targets. The kissing quickly became a torture for the girl so I accelerated the motions of my tongue. My hands caressed her buttocks, two perfect globes of meaty flesh, and the sensuous strokes of my fingers on her warm curves sent the girl into spasms of fervent joy. 

But I too was in a state of agitation. The girl between my legs had moved her hand to my clitoris. She kissed the wet prepuce of my sex as her fingers rolled across the passionate bud, and her hair tickled my belly as she writhed between my parted thighs. I moaned with pleasure into the sex of the girl straddling my face. The insides of her thighs were pressed securely against my head and she began rocking her hips frantically. I could hear her breasts flip-flop loudly against her chest as her thrusts accelerated to equal the pace of my busy tongue. Then her moans became a rapturous cry and with a final flurry she came. The paroxysm was brief, but so acute were the convulsions that she became dismounted from my face and fell slumped onto the carpet. 

Now she had come I was free to focus on my own pleasure. The second girl had her tongue in my slit so deep that it felt that she was nudging my sphincter. I spread my legs wider and begged to be satisfied. Sensing my torment she moved her mouth away from my sex and placed her body between my parted thighs. She began thumping her sex against mine and for the first time I could touch her body. 




Birthday Treats



I placed my hands on her and touched her soft, downy flesh. She had voluptuous curves. Her buttocks were rich and luxuriant. As I felt every curve of her body I kissed her decolletage, just above her fettle breasts. She smelt of sex, ripe and full bloodied. Her sexual aura was magnetizing. We had become like one body, her sex glued to mine, each thrust of her hips sustaining our approach to orgasm. 

Her face was pressed next to mine and as I kissed her she grabbed my hair, panting into my mouth. She was at the critical juncture before orgasm, crying to have it end. I lowered my hand to her sex and turned it over, offering a hand for her to rub against. The girl manipulated her sex onto my fingers and quickly achieved the delectation she sought, climaxing with an unexpected force that produced wave after wave of delightful spasms in her thighs and belly. She produced a high pitched sporadic moan and collapsed on top of me, spent and resplendent in the paroxysm of her orgasm. 

I was happy that I had made the second girl come but I remained unsatisfied and begged my lovers for release. On my behest the two girls set upon me. They rolled me on the carpet, biting my flesh and penetrating everywhere with their commanding fingers. Tongues left wet traces along the curve of my spine. Their kisses stung my sex. Then I felt their fingers between my open thighs stirring my sexual organs, drawing a mellifluous essence from my sex. I arched my back as the spasms began and I cried out, fearing I would faint. My breasts pointed upwards and shook violently as I approached the apex of pleasure. 

But before I could climax I felt David appear between my thighs. He positioned my calves over his shoulders and penetrated my sex with his large erection. It was all I needed. With the girls fingering my clitoris David delivered a pounding resolution and we both boiled over, climaxing in unison. 

After a moment of repose Dave withdrew then produced a blanket and some pillows. We all lay on the carpet together satiated and content, touching each other admiringly until sleep crept upon us like a drug. It was only then, as I sleepwalked into a hallucinogenic dream, that David removed the blindfold. 

I could see the outline of my lovers slumped languidly beneath the blanket, arms and legs conjoined in discord from our love-making. An expanse of female hair was displaced on the pillow like a fan. But I could not see their faces. Even then my lovers were strangers to me.

As I closed my eyes I mused on the identity of my sweet tormentors. Who were these voluptuous, wonderful women, these birthday treats, who had satisfied my desires and realized my every fantasy? I would never know. For when I woke in the morning, only David remained sleeping beside me.



Birthday Treats



'Shun-shun quite small, gentleman very impressive.'

'I imagine it's your smallness that has been getting to him, I'm sure you know what I mean.'

Shun-shun gave another of her delightful low giggles before responding. 'True, many gentlemen like idea of little girl.'

'Yes, and although Brad is in most ways very different from many gentlemen, in that way I'm sure he's not. So, one for me, one for you, and then later, perhaps, one to share. Are you sure about that?'

'Two definite, three maybe.'

'OK now with that to look forward to, let's relax, enjoy this excellent drink. Knowing what's yet to come I'm not certain I'll need more of it - but I'll have it anyway.' Penny added with a laugh as she picked up the still half full glass.

Shun-shun immediately hopped up, went behind the screen again and reappeared with a glass jug, still half full of the drink she'd prepared. Having topped up Penny's glass she came over and virtually refilled my by then empty one. 'More make it more better for you - and for us.' she added with a positively wicked grin.


Chapter 4

It didn't surprise me that Penny had guessed how I'd been feeling about the idea of fucking Shun-shun, apart from seeing my cock's physical reactions, she had always seemed able to read my innermost thoughts. But in a way I hoped that wasn't true right then, because while outwardly I was doing the same as Penny and Shun-shun were, relaxing, sipping my drink, what was happening inside my head was a completely different scenario.

As I had no reason to doubt it, and from what was already happening to me, what Shun-shun said about the properties of what was in the drink was presumably right. If so, and now knowing that Penny was more than happy to allow me to share my reactions to it with Shun-shun, then before the evening was over I would be experiencing what I had been trying to imagine. 

And, having lain back and closed my eyes, that was exactly what was going on inside my head, imagining the various thrills her small, but perfectly proportioned body could give me.

I imagined what it would feel like to run my hands over her taut, lightly oiled curves. Imagined I was caressing her breasts, making their nipples stiff - then sucking on them. Imagined I was pressing my face down between her thighs, kissing and licking her. Then fondling that impossibly sexy arse, before pressing my cock into that space between it and the tops of her thighs. But most of the time I was trying - quite unsuccessfully - to imagine exactly what it might actually feel like to squeeze my cock into her small, and undoubtedly incredibly tight pussy.

Again it was their low whispering that brought me back to reality, and again it was what was happening to my cock that was the subject of their attention. And when I opened my eyes and glanced down at myself, I saw the reason why. Given all that had been going on inside my head I guess my body would have reacted strongly without the aid of what Shun-shun had given me, but with whatever it was in the drink augmenting my day-dreams, I had by then developed yet another full blown erection.

'That's just what I need to scratch my itch.' I heard Penny say. She got up, bent and kissed Shun-shun, then I heard her whispering something before she turned, took my hand and as she pulled me up out of the chair, said. 'There's an excellent bed waiting to be made use of Brad.'

Then she took me to bed and we made love.

Although both of us were being strongly influenced by whatever it was that Shun-shun had put in our drinks, and in spite of the steadily increasing heat inside my raging cock, we truly made love. Simply kissing and caressing each other for a long, long time, slowly, lovingly, both suppressing the more powerful sexual forces and drives simmering inside us.

Our hands and mouths moved slowly over each other's body, stroking, kissing, caressing, licking. Each taking our time, taking and receiving pleasure from touching and being touched. But of course eventually something within us grew more demanding, and when I knew the time was right for her I rolled her beneath me and slid smoothly into her.

For a little while we lay there together, quite still, enjoying the sense of oneness that it gave both of us, but then I felt her starting to move and felt the thrills inside me heightening as I moved with her. But even as they grew we continued to take our time, occasionally shifting positions, seeking new ways of increasing the delights we were sharing.

At one stage Penny reached a series of small peaks that seemed to gradually merge into a single undulating event that rolled on and on, like gently breaking ocean waves. Knowing what she was experiencing was merely a foretaste of what was still to come for us both, I rode them with her, maintaining my unhurried pace. But when they finally tapered off their effect seemed to have lifted her to a higher plateau of enjoyment, and from her actions I could tell she was determined I should join her there.

'I want us to try something Brad.' she said, slipping out from beneath me. 'Get up on your knees please.'

I had no idea what she had in mind but was happy to do as she asked. She also got up on to her knees, staring down at my cock as we moved. 'It really does look magnificent when you're this aroused. I'm sure I could come from just looking at it.' she said, looking up into my eyes as she reached forward and lightly stroked the quivering shaft. 'But I won't, hopefully we'll come together this time. Now, put you hands down behind you and lean backwards.'

Then I guessed what her intention was, and as I did as she asked she put her arms around my neck, using me as support as she moved forward until she was straddling my thighs. 'Now for the tricky bit.' she said as she lifted herself higher, holding on to me tightly with one hand while the other reached down between us.

There was nothing I could do to help her but she didn't need any, after only a minor adjustment to her position I felt the slippery warmth of her pussy lips enveloping my cock-head, then she pushed herself slowly down, taking the full, straining length.

I could see there would be advantages and disadvantages to that position. Naturally I couldn't move much, so she would have to fuck me. But not only would my cock reach deep inside her, but with it angling upwards, as she moved up and down, her clit would be rubbing directly against the shaft.

'Oh yes, that's very nice!' she whispered once we'd settled ourselves. 'And if you put one arm around me and hang on you could touch me with the other.' she suggested, and of course as I liked the idea of being able to fondle her breasts I did that too.

'And on top of all that I can kiss you.' she added, pulling herself closer and pressing her lips against mine. But as she moved she'd allowed my cock to penetrate even deeper and as her tongue slid into my mouth I felt her squirming, and after only a couple of seconds she pulled back. 'Oh shit, that's deep!' she exclaimed.

'Try leaning back a little instead.' I suggested, giving her a gentle push.

Doing that not only made her position more comfortable and made her breasts more accessible, but also tightened and lifted them. 'Ah yes, that's much better, and you know how much I like that.' she said as I used my free hand to fondle them.

She remained quite still for a while, letting me caress first one then the other breast, then wriggling a little and sighing, occasionally giving a deeper, lower moan of pleasure when I leaned forward and kissed and sucked on her spiking nipples. But in time, as her body responded to the varied stimulations she was experiencing, I felt her beginning to make a few more positive moves - then, gripping my shoulders more tightly, she finally began to rise and fall.

At first, not wanting to risk the discomfort her previous sudden action had caused, she moved slowly, carefully, and I was able to continue caressing her. But as I had guessed, in that position, with my cock angling so sharply up into her pussy, her already sensitive clit immediately reacted to the friction of having the shaft rubbing against it, and that quickly aroused her deeper needs. 

So, as both her excitement and confidence grew her actions became both faster and more forceful, and I felt her pussy tightening its grip of my cock. The increasing stimulation she was giving me intensified what I was feeling and as our mutual urgency rose higher and her movements more unrestrained, I found I needed both hands to hold on to her.

It wasn't long before the pressure inside me approached critical level and I felt my balls starting to ache, and the muscles in my thighs and abdomen tightening. When she realised I too was working up to an orgasm she began to drive herself up and down even more purposefully, as though she was that time trying to literally suck the semen up out of me.

And a little later that's just about what she did; one moment I was still building up to it, the next I was climaxing. The first load spouted up into her as though a cork had been blasted from a well-shaken champagne bottle, but the force behind the rest was intensified by her pumping, vacuuming cunt, producing a series of almost unbearably delirious eruptions.

Perhaps it was the sheer force of the onset of my climax that provided the final trigger for her own, but whether it was that or what had been building up inside herself, she gave a sudden shrill cry then grunted as she thrust down even harder, her entire body shuddering as it began. As it took her higher she rode me harder, forcing my still spurting cock even deeper, and continued ramming herself up and down it long after she must have known I was utterly drained.

But finally, much to my relief, she began to slow down and then, finally stopped. She fell forward against me, her arms twining round my neck, hanging on for support as she gasped for breath. 'Oh Brad, that was something else!' she panted. 'You got into places I'm not sure it's meant to go.'

'It was unbelievably powerful for me too Penny. But at the end you were going at it so hard I was beginning to wonder if there would be any skin left on it.' I replied.

'Sorry, by that time I'd got a bit out of control. Shun-shun seemed to enjoy our demonstration too.' she added.

I turned and looked over my shoulder to see what she meant and saw Shun-shun slumped in the chair where we'd left her, her legs splayed wide apart. There was a contented smile on her face and while she continued squeezing a breast with one hand, the fingers of the other gently stroked her pussy.

'That was very nice, then very exciting. Itch got too strong, had to do something about it.' she said with a low giggle when she saw us watching her. Then added. 'You make very good couple.'

Even though her hand was covering most of it I found I couldn't help myself staring at what lay up between her legs - and again found myself imagining what it would feel like to kiss, lick and suck it.

And again it was as though Penny could read what was going through my head, even as those thoughts were occurring to me I heard her whispering in my ear. 'I doubt that was completely satisfying for her. After all she's done for us I think it would be nice if you did something for her. Why not give her a demonstration of the wonderful things you can do with your tongue.'

Without giving me time to answer she lifted herself off me, my cock making a loud squelching sound as it slipped out of her. Grabbing several tissues from the table beside the bed she gave me a couple and while I cleaned the sticky froth from my cock and balls, used the others to mop up the juices running out of herself.

She didn't say a word as she took Shun-shun's hand and brought her over to the bed, but before she pushed her down on to it she kissed her, and as their lips parted I heard her whisper a single word. 'Enjoy!'


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As I knelt at Shun-shun's feet Penny lifted and spread her legs, then, having given me an encouraging smile, moved further up the bed and started slowly caressing her.

I stayed kneeling for a few moments, just looking at the pussy I'd tried several times to picture. The images I'd had of the school-girl flashed back into my head, the teasing, taunting, provocative school-girl. Turning me on by lewdly twirling herself around, flashing the snow-white panties, making sure I could see just how noticeable a bulge there was in the front of them.

Now I could actually see it; and for the first time, see all of it, properly. The prominent fleshy mound was made all the more excitingly inviting by its total lack of hair, and below it, her sex, its lips swollen, pouting and still glistening from the fingering she'd given herself.

But it was only when viewing it from such close quarters that I realised there was something almost unique about Shun-shun - or at least about her sex. Her hairlessness was not the result of either shaving or the use of some other depilatory product, she was in fact completely devoid of the slightest trace of hair, she was as hairless as the day she had been born.

I felt a shudder of anticipated excitement run through me as I looked at her. Saw her prominent but perfectly formed mound, saw the entrancingly pretty way her pussy-lips had already unfolded, saw the dew-dropped, pinkly shaded inner folds, saw just how small an entrance her pussy actually had, and once again couldn't help myself from thinking about what thrills it might be capable of giving me.

But putting those aside for the moment, I eased her legs further apart, moved up between them and, to give me better access to her, I slipped both hands under her bottom and lifted her. Then, catching a whiff of her sexual aroma as I bent low, I pressed my lips against her.

The feel of her was a thousand times more exciting than the sight of her had been; her milky, silky softness was the most sensual thing I had ever experienced - my fingers, my face, my mouth, lips and tongue literally tingled with delighted pleasure and I felt my own senses reeling as I began to slowly stimulate her.

She gave a low hiss as she felt my kiss, then another when I began to slowly lick her, and those waves of pleasure continued sweeping through me as I let my tongue drift over the smoothest, silkiest flesh I'd ever encountered.

So, I took my time, initially kissing and licking her mound then working my way all over her inner thighs and up over her belly, my fingers slowly following where my lips and tongue had been. However, from time to time I glanced up at what Penny was doing, saw her caresses progressing from Shun-shun's face and shoulders down to her breasts. Saw how stiffly swollen her nipples were getting, and had a twinge of envy when I saw Penny bend and take them between her lips.

Between us we soon had Shun-shun squirming with pleasure, her low hisses changing to soft moans as what we were doing steadily increased her level of arousal. But she gave another, sharper hiss when I finally turned my attention to her pussy, slowly sliding my tongue over, then between its lips, feeling my taste buds tingling from the tang of her sweetly acrid juices.

Not only did her pussy seem wetter than it had been when I first saw it, the lips seemed to be even more swollen, the scent of her arousal was distinctly stronger and I could see the pink tip of her clitoris peeping out from beneath its hood. So, pushing my hands back under her bottom I again lifted her, then, with the thoughts of what it would feel like if it was my cock that was doing it, I pressed my mouth against her pussy-lips, stiffened my tongue and began sliding it in out of her.

Her reaction was to lift herself and press her sex hard up against my mouth, not only enabling me to probe deeper, but also providing friction on her clit as she began moving her hips up and down.

That combination was obviously effective because it wasn't long before I felt sure there was more of her clitoris poking out from beneath the hood, and when I slid my tongue up and began lightly swirling it around the sensitive tip she gave a low grunt and after a few more of those I was sure it had grown noticeably longer.

I suddenly remembered what I had done for Penny a few times, remembered how strongly she'd reacted when I had blown puffs of air across her clitoris. And when I did the same thing for Shun-shun it seemed that her responses were even stronger. The first made her squeal with delight, and the second triggered a louder one, at the same time making her body arch, her hips thrusting higher.

When I saw just how strong a response I was getting I glanced up and saw that Penny was then concentrating all her attention on Shun-shun's nipples, her fingers rolling and tweaking one while she nibbled and firmly sucked on the other. Copying that technique, having given her clit several more gentle puffs of air, I pressed my lips down around the protruding bud, and began to gently suck.

Although not a word was spoken Penny and I seemed to be completely in harmony, neither of us in any hurry, both equally determined to give Shun-shun as much pleasure as she had given us. Taking our time, and gradually lifting her from one plateau to another. So it wasn't really surprising that the combination of what we were doing eventually brought on what was obviously an incredibly intense climax.

But even though I'd had recurring thoughts about it, and Shun-shun had told us what the stuff in the drink would make me capable of, I was still amazed to discover that by then I not only already had yet another erection, but was filled with an over-powering need, a need to find out just what it would really feel like to fuck her.

When I looked up I found Penny watching me, her eyes fixed on what was happening to my cock, then she looked up, and yet again seemed able to read my thoughts - 'There won't be a better time Brad.' - was all she said.

When she felt me getting up on to my knees, Shun-shun opened her eyes, her attention also immediately drawn to my still rising erection. I could tell from the dark mist clouding them that she was still winding down from her orgasm but she was alert enough to my obvious intentions to start to sit up. 'No, wait!' she said.

For one awful moment I thought that after all the thoughts I'd had about doing it I was now going to be denied the opportunity to experience what by then had become almost an obsession. So I was filled with both an incredible sense of relief and rising excitement when she added as she rolled over and got up on to her knees. 'Shun-shun have it like Penny? Please!'

'Like Penny!' I thought. From the back. As I'd initially tried to imagine doing it. Pressing my cock up into that maddeningly sexy space between the top of her thighs and her arse.

Knowing that to maximise the enjoyment, for both of us, I would need as much control as possible - and that standing beside the bed would give me more than a bouncy mattress would - I moved her around so she was facing across the bed, then pulled her back until she was kneeling on its very edge.

Penny sat cross-legged, just watching us and although the sight of her naked availability would normally have sent my head spinning with desire for her, right then all I could think of was Shun-shun's smaller, and presumably much tighter pussy. And when I looked down, at her arse, the twin globes of firm flesh and that deep, inviting valley between them, I felt my cock starting to quiver as the sight, and the thought of what thrills it might be about to give me sent fresh supplies of blood coursing into it.

I reached out and brushed my finger-tips lightly across her shoulders, down her back and over her bottom. Her skin was so unbelievably soft and smooth it was almost fluid-like, as though her entire body was covered in some warm, silky liquid. I felt Shun-shun shiver at my touch and slipping both hands around, I cupped her breast. And as I began to knead that tautly firm flesh and gently roll those still stiffened nipples, I moved forward, pressing my once again rock-hard cock into that cleft between her thighs and the base of her arse. The combination of the silky softness of her skin and the underlying tautness of her thighs and buttocks sent sparks flashing up the length of it as I slowly moved back and forth.




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The friction generated feelings that soon had my cock throbbing wildly and the rest of my body shuddering and as Shun-shun felt that she murmured hoarsely. 'I think you more than ready now, I make it good for you.'

There was a choking rasp in my voice as I answered quite truthfully. 'It already is.'

She giggled and replied. 'Proper place tighter, much better than this, so you sure to like it more.' Then bent herself much lower, pushing her arse high, and exposing both the tightly wrinkled arse-hole and below it, her completely hairless pussy.

The mere sight of it, already moistly puffy and the outfolding lips bloatedly shaded a dark blood suffused pink; was enough to send my blood pressure rising - and as I slid my hands down between her thighs and eased them a little further apart, the thought of what was to come set my cock throbbing and jerking even more strongly. So, taking a firm grip of her hips I immediately pushed forward, wedging the head in the slit between her pussy lips.

At first I really didn't think I was going to be successful, in spite of her own natural lubrication she was so tightly small that I began to think that entry might just not be possible - but then Shun-shun gave a loud hiss, and as though a gate had been reluctantly opened I got the head inside. But it still felt as though I was trying to squeeze my cock into an incredibly narrow pipe, and realising I was going to have to use more pressure to get the rest in I began to rock back and forth.

That tactic worked, with each forward push I gradually got a little more inside her and in spite of whatever discomfort she was feeling Shun-shun did her bit to help me achieve full penetration by wriggling and pushing herself back at me. And to my genuine surprise and heightened excitement, after only a minute or so of our combined rocking and pushing, we were successful.

When I realised I was fully embedded I paused, not only giving Shun-shun's body a chance to adjust to the size of me but also giving myself a few moments to savour the thrills the sheer tightness of her were generating.

Closing my eyes I remembered the various images I'd had of her. Walking up the stairs behind her, watching the hypnotic sway of her pert little bottom. The taunting teasing school-girl flashing her panties at me. Seeing her actual body when she'd stripped - especially that amazingly perfect arse.

Opening them again I saw Penny watching me, until then she hadn't moved, but when she saw the expression on my face and knew I had finally been successful, she gave me a broad grin, then shifted closer and knelt beside us. As I finally began to slowly thrust back and forth she reached beneath Shun-shun and I felt the fingers of one hand start stroking her mound, guessing the other was doing the same to her breasts.

Even if Shun-shun wasn't as surprised as I was that she'd actually been able to take it all my cock must have been giving her some physical discomfort, but when she felt Penny's hands she seemed to relax. But even so I took it slowly at first, not only because I still had a nagging worry about actually hurting her, but also because I wanted to prolong the incredible feelings I was getting from the sheer tightness of her pussy.

I had never felt anything remotely like the sensations being generated by that much friction, they were truly electrifying. Each time I thrust forward it felt as though I was plunging my cock into a furnace, having the skin scorched off it, exposing and triggering additional nerve endings that immediately added their response to those already firing up into my brain.

The pleasure centres inside my head soon became completely over-loaded and I must have drifted into a state of almost trance-like rapture. I knew my body was continuing to thrust my cock back and forth, was aware of the messages of exquisite pleasure-pain being transmitted from it, and sensed the steady build-up of internal tension and pressure resulting from that - but at the same time it was as though all that was happening in only one half of my brain.

In the other half I had somehow been transported back into the spa; feeling the boiling, fizzing jet playing on my cock and balls, watching slow-motion images of Shun-shun.

One image had stripped me, whispering how impressive my already fully erect cock was, using one hand to stroke it, making it pulse and throb even more strongly by fondling my balls with the other.

At the same time, another, a little further away, was undressing for me; slowly, like a professional strip-tease artist, making me drool as she tantalisingly exposed various parts of herself. Turning this way and that so I never had too long to get a really good look at any one part. At least not until she was completely naked, then, holding her arms above her head she slowly pirouetted. With her arms in that position her remarkable breasts were lifted into profile, the unusual shape of their upsweeping curves making my mouth water, their long and already spiking nipples inviting my lips to nibble them. Then as she turned, she bent low, letting my eyes feast on that saint-tempting arse.

And, still further off, was a third, one totally the result of my own imagination, Shun-shun the school-girl. Her hair still in plaits, and wearing the same short-skirted uniform. But this image was far more erotic than it had been before, this time she wasn't content to simply spin around, flashing her panties and the bulges they covered at me. This time she came to me, standing beside the spa for a minute or two, smiling shyly as she looked down at me, then staring wide-eyed at the length of my rearing cock that poked up through the frothing bubbles. Then, without taking her eyes off it, moving closer still, standing on the very edge, so as I looked up I found I could see right up under her skirt. I saw that this time she wasn't wearing panties, and as she moved her legs apart then bent her knees, I felt my cock jerk even higher as she let me look up at her hairless, already swollen and pouting pussy.

She let me feast my eyes on that enticing sight for a couple of minutes, then stepped down into the spa, her clothes dissolving as she entered the water, the water somehow draining away as she crouched beside me, then I felt her hand curling around my rampant cock as she lowered her head and slipped her lips down over it. Her skilful mouth soon turned it into a throbbing, quivering mass and when she was finally satisfied with her handy-work she got up and stepped astride me. As she squatted down she guided the tip between her pussy-lips, holding the shaft steady as she paused for a moment, then pushing herself lower.

The thrills she sent coursing through me were simply mind-blowing, but they were disturbed by a loud groaning sound, and it was those groans that dragged me back, like someone being reluctantly dragged from a wonderful dream into the harsh reality of day-light. But, unlike the unhappy sleeper I found myself back in an actuality even more wonderful than my reverie, and realised that the groans were my own.

Until that moment the images of Shun-shun had been so powerful that they had temporarily dominated what was going on inside my head, to the extent that I wasn't really conscious of what my body was doing. So in the split-second it took me to return to full consciousness I was hit by the accumulation of everything it had been experiencing, and that was like a fire-work display going off, its impact leaving me gasping for breath.

When I did regain something like full awareness I found it felt as though I had a furnace raging inside me, a furnace that was continuing to be stoked with the most highly flammable of fuels. But in addition to that was how my cock felt; even hotter, sizzling white-hot, and although I knew it shouldn't be possible, it also felt as though it had grown, grown to a simply enormous size.

At first I simply refused to believe the information my brain was receiving, thinking that I was still experiencing the after-effects of the drink. But I quickly decided that explanations didn't make any difference, whether they were being induced by the powerful concoction, the thrills I was getting were all that actually mattered.

So I let myself slip back into that blissful euphoria, vaguely aware of the loud squelching, sucking sound my cock was making it made as I thrust in and out of Shun-shun's super-tight pussy and the bruising pain in my swollen balls each time they smacked against her bottom.

Some time later I realised I wasn't alone in what I was feeling, from the sounds she was starting to make Shun-shun must have begun to experience sensations almost as intense as mine were. Until then her sounds of pleasure had been somewhat restrained, mainly occasional hisses and soft moans. But by then she was grunting loudly each time I powered into her, the grunts getting progressively louder and sharper.

Although I couldn't see what she was doing I could feel Penny's fingers were still at work, and as she felt Shun-shun's increasingly strong reactions their movements must have changed from stroking, flickering caresses to a much brisker, rubbing action. Taking my cue from that I increased the speed of my thrusting and just a few seconds later Shun-shun gave an almost anguished screech as her orgasm started.

Her pussy was already so constricted that I wouldn't have thought it physically possible for it to get any tighter, but as her climax began, it did, her contractions making it feel as though my cock was being crushed in some sort of heavenly vice. In fact they were so strong that if her body hadn't been producing additional lubrication it would have been extremely difficult to maintain the rhythm of my thrusting.

It was soon clear that what Shun-shun was experiencing was a rolling, multiple orgasm and given the intensity of the stimulation I'd received I was surprised to find my own still seemed some way off. So between us, Penny and I were able to take her through a long series of what seemed to be progressively higher crests.

When she was finally done and realised that I still hadn't come, she turned her head and looked back over her shoulder at me. Her face was darkly flushed and tiny beads of perspiration clung to her brow and upper lip. 'Stay still.' she said hoarsely. 'I finish you now.'

I thought I knew what she had in mind but what actually followed was not what I'd expected and turned into one of the most unforgettable climaxes I'd ever experienced.

The tightness of her pussy seemed to slacken a little and she eased herself forward until she had just the head of my cock inside, then her grip of it re-tightened and she began to slowly sway her bottom from side to side. Each movement was quite small, just enough for her pussy-lips to slip back and forth over the rim, and because my cock-head had become so sensitive and the stimulation was so localised the intensity of what I felt was unbelievable.

Perhaps it was the sight of that incredible arse swaying to and fro. Perhaps it was the unbelievably feel of her amazingly tight pussy. Or maybe it was a combination of those, plus whatever had been in the drink, but as Shun-shun continued her unhurried movements I felt still more blood pumping into my cock. The additional volume not only made it pulse and throb even more strongly, but the head must have ballooned, certainly it had become even more sensitive to the sensations she was generating. Sensations that were so strong that I knew in future, whenever I happened to see a particularly pert bottom swaying down the road ahead of me, I would instantly recall them.

Feeling the strength of my reactions, Shun-shun added a variation to what she was doing. Every now and then drawing a little more of my cock inside herself and instead of just swaying them from side to side she'd flex and rotate her hips, making the by then almost painfully sensitive head, rub against the lining of her cunt.

I had never felt anything like what she was doing to me and the excruciating thrills that seared up through my cock sent the pressure inside me higher and higher. The rapidly increasing tension seemed to stretch every nerve and fibre to virtual breaking point and although she'd told me to remain still, I found it increasingly difficult to resist the urge to bring on my climax by thrusting deeper into her. So it was an unbelievable relief when, sensing I was only a matter of seconds away from it, she said in a tensely hoarse voice. 'Now! Go now!'

It was only when I started thrusting that I realised just how much skill and effort it had taken on Shun-shun's part to produce the sensations I had previously been feeling. Knowing just how massive my cock had become by then I had anticipated I would need to use even more force than I had before, but I found the reverse to be true. Although her pussy was undoubtedly still small and tight it was nowhere near as constricted as it had been, and I suddenly realised that even through her own orgasm she had actually been controlling the extreme tightness, presumably for my benefit.

I was not only impressed by her extraordinary ability but realising just how much control she had of her body also relieved any lingering anxiety I had about hurting her. She was undoubtedly more than capable of taking anything I could do, and with that reassuring thought I set-to with renewed vigour.

The fact that she'd produced so much natural lubricant had made her pussy delightfully juicy, and the feel of the slippery lining clinging to the shaft as I powered in and out was sublime. But it seemed I had no sooner got going than I felt my aching balls tightening as a surging rush built inside me. And even as I increased my speed and power I heard myself give a groan that expressed both the anticipation of final relief and a degree of disappointment that what I was experiencing would soon be over,

The ache in my balls got stronger as the semen inside them came to a churning boil, then I felt that heart-stopping moment just before the first load fired out of me, and in that split-second I thrust forward as hard as I could, burying my exploding cock deep inside her.

The force behind that first gout was enormous, and from the sharp screech she gave as it splattered the deepest recesses of her cunt Shun-shun must have been even more surprised by the power of it than I was. Then the screech turned into a series of rising grunts, and as my cock flashed in and out, each thrust firing more hot semen into her, I felt her pussy tightening again and realised the sheer force of my climax had restarted her own.

After all she had done for me I wanted desperately to maximise her pleasure and found the strength to keep thrusting as it built. But I was then truly astonished to find that even after I had spurted the very last drop of semen, I was actually able to keep going long enough to take her through a number of obviously extremely strong peaks.

Not surprisingly by the time we'd finished with each other I felt utterly drained, and in spite of what Shun-shun had said about the effects of the stuff she'd put in our drinks, doubted I'd be able to come again for a week. Shun-shun seemed almost as weary as I did and it took us both several minutes before we were capable of tottering through to the other room, to gratefully slide ourselves down into the spa.


Chapter 6

'Where did you learn to do those amazing things with your body Shun-shun?' I asked when we were all settled.

'Long story, Penny knows, get her to tell you, some other time. Enough for now you enjoy. It good?'

'It very, very good. In fact it bloody fantastic!' I replied, my voice showing signs of the draining effect she had had on me as I ineptly tried to give an imitation of her own, quite delightful accent.

'You very good too.' she said more softly. 'Very strong, hold on for long time too, do very nice things for Shun-shun.'

'That's praise indeed from a girl as skilled as you are.' I answered. 'But I think that whatever you put in my drink deserves most of the credit.'

'That help, make you want, and able to do things. But what you do after that is what important for lady, and you do very, very good things.'

'And I second that.' Piped up Penny.

'Again, thank you, thank you both.' I replied, somewhat embarrassed by their commendations.

'You must teach me how to do that thing you did at the end Shun-shun. You really liked that, didn't you Brad.' she added turning to me.

'I've never felt anything like it.' I replied, the sensations I'd felt still absolutely fresh in my mind.

'I could see that from the expression on your face, almost as though you were in intense pain. I'd love to be able to do that for you, perhaps in front of a mirror, so I could see the full effect.' Then turning back to Shun-shun she said. 'You will tell me how to do it, won't you.'

'It not too difficult, you need to have mastered the heavenly clamp first though, then it just practice.'

'I see. Those particular muscles aren't strong enough yet, but now he knows what it can do for him I'm sure Brad will see that I get plenty of practice. Won't you darling.'

'Of course, and I assure you it'll be my pleasure. But right now I think I need a little nap, just for a few minutes, to recover my strength.' I said. 'But don't let me sleep too long, I don't want to miss anything.'

For a short while after I had slipped into the bed and pulled a sheet up over myself I was conscious of the faint sound of the girls' heavily muffled voices, but then quite quickly drifted off to sleep.

As a result of my totally draining physical activity my sleep was initially dreamless. But some time later, perhaps because of the effect of the wine and then Shun-shun's special drink, vague images began forming in my head, images seen from a distance and through a thick mist. At first they were no more than swirling shapes which, though I tried to make out their form, remained frustratingly blurred, nebulous. But gradually the mist seemed to clear and I saw there were three of them, apparently dancing with each other. When the last of the mist blew away and the light brightened I saw who they were, Penny and two Shun-shuns, one the adult, and the other the school-girl.

Penny and Shun-shun were totally naked, although the school-girl was still in her uniform I somehow knew that that time she had nothing on underneath it. At first I couldn't make out precisely what the three of them were doing, but then it suddenly clicked, Shun-shun and Penny were tutoring the school-girl, tutoring her in the arts of love-making.

Their voices were indistinct so I couldn't hear exactly what they were saying, but I somehow knew Penny and Shun-shun were explaining how much more pleasure a woman could expect to receive from a man if she first knew how to intensify his own. Then they began demonstrating various techniques for achieving that, producing gasps of surprised delight from the less experienced girl when they pin-pointed several less well known sensitive spots, and explained similar parts on a man's body.

Although I was enjoying watching their beautiful bodies move and then respond to the various strokes and caresses, it was a purely voyeuristic experience, a detached, almost aesthetic enjoyment, quite devoid of any sexual impulse or response on my part.

After some little while I heard Shun-shun telling the younger girl that it was time for her to practice what she had learned, on the model provided. As they turned and moved in my direction I suddenly found I was looking down at myself, and was shocked to see that was what I was, a model, a window-dresser's dummy.

But even as I looked I knew there was something odd about me, and peering closer I saw what it was, unlike any dummy I'd ever seen in any shop window, I was equipped with genitals.




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I heard the girls whispering to each other, giggling as they first stripped the younger girl, then set about practising on me.

Initially I felt nothing; I could see their lips and hands kissing, caressing various parts of me, but had no sensation of actually being touched. But after just a few minutes I felt a tingling sensation in my fingers and toes, a sensation that gradually began to spread through the rest of my body, their actions were bringing me to life.

The older girls were undoubtedly expert, and the younger one had clearly learned her lessons well, and once started the process snowballed; first I heard myself breathing, then felt my heart beating, and a little later, but far more importantly, felt myself slowly becoming conscious of my sexuality.

The six hands worked completely independently and their fingers seemed to be everywhere, stroking, probing, sometimes lightly pinching, stimulating nerve endings I didn't even know I had. And even though at that stage they had been nowhere near my genitals I became aware of them, then felt the first small movement as blood pulsed into my cock and it rolled down across my thigh.

They saw my response and that seemed to encourage them to greater efforts, their hands and fingers becoming more positive, more insistent, and it wasn't too long before I heard their low murmurs of satisfaction. Looking down, I saw the reason for their reaction, my cock was steadily getting bigger, slowly lengthening and thickening. As it continued to grow so too did both the physical sensations coming from it and the feeling of rapidly increasing pleasure. But there was not only that, beneath the undoubtedly enjoyable sensations I was experiencing there was something else, something being awoken at a much deeper level.

The girls' hands finally started working together, Shun-shun's slipping down between my thighs, the fingers of one hand cupping and gently rolling my balls, the others pushing underneath my buttocks, a couple of them wedging themselves into the crack between the cheeks of my arse. Meanwhile Penny had slid her hands down across my stomach and I felt one curling around the still stiffening shaft, then as she began to lightly stroke up and down it the fingers of the other went to work on the head.

The feelings the girls had stirred up deep inside me bloomed, then welled up to the surface, although what they were doing was delightful I wanted more, much, much more. I wanted to be able to kiss them, caress and fondle their bodies, feel the weight of their breasts in my hands, taste their pussy-juice on my lips. But when I tried to reach up to touch them, I found I was helpless, powerless, it was as though I was being held down by a thousand tiny threads, other than my cock, I couldn't move.

Meanwhile, their skilful ministrations had quickly brought it up to full size, but thankfully it was immediately clear that an erection had not been their sole objective, rather than satisfying them it seemed only to spur them on. I felt Shun-shun spreading my legs further apart and raising my bottom, then, having pushed a thick cushion underneath me so my body was arched, she had her school-girl version crouch herself down between my thighs and instructed her to begin to alternate between licking the tender area between my legs and sucking my balls.

Penny must have been waiting for my reaction to what the younger Shun-shun was doing to me because as the sensations made me arch myself even higher I felt her fingers tighten their grip of the shaft.

I don't know for sure what it was that brought me back to reality, it could have been one of many things, or the combination of the effect of all of them. Maybe it was what the real Penny and Shun-shun were actually doing to me. Maybe it was the loudness of the gasping groans I made as they intensified their actions. But the most likely cause was the sheer strength of the sensations coursing through my body that did it.

As it had been in my dream, my body was arched, the girls having obviously pushed pillows underneath my buttocks while I slept. Their hands and mouths had apparently been just as busy, and just as effective as the phantoms' had, because in spite of the number and strength of the climaxes I'd already had, they had already given me yet another towering erection.

And they continued working on me, generating sensations that made me writhe and squirm with as much of the intensity of pleasure I had felt in my dream-state.

They could obviously tell from the change in my reactions that I had woken and shortly after that they both stopped; Penny gave a low giggle, then said. 'We're going to expect quite a lot of you my darling, and I do hope you're not going to disappoint us.'

'While you've been sleeping, and hopefully regaining a bit of energy, Sun-shun and I have been having a really great time together - but we both agreed that what we each needed to bring the evening to a properly fulfilling ending was the feel of a nice long hard cock inside us. Mind you, as we'll no doubt both be frigging ourselves at the same time, you won't be called on to do all the work. And just in case you lose a bit of condition by the time I've finished with you, and as Shun-shun can always use that extraordinary technique of hers to keep you rock-solid, I get to fuck you first.' she said as she proceeded to straddle me.

Then as Penny was already so ready for it the combination of her own flashing fingers and the super-strong erection that their joint ministrations had given me soon had her coming with and ear-piercing shriek. So I still had a fully engorged and as yet unsatisfied cock for Shun-shun to force herself down on and she didn't really have to clamp me as tightly as I knew she was capable of.

But of course, after giving me a few delirious minutes of enjoyment of the feel of her slickly super-tight pussy pushing slowly up and down it, she couldn't resist the temptation to give me those even more tortuously rapturous thrills. And, given the amount I had already ejected that evening, I then couldn't quite believe the number of times I eventually felt my cock pumping those seemingly not only endless but also quite scalding jets up into her.

It was when I lay gasping for breath after the explosively exhaustive double fucking they had given me that Penny reassured me that I needn't concern myself about us being unfit to drive ourselves back home - Shun-shun, who it turned out, was the daughter of the house-owner, was arranging for one of the house-boys to do that.

So I had time to not only recall and reflect on the wonders Penny and Shun-shun had shown me that evening, but to also wonder if I would have to wait a whole twelve months, to my next birthday, before I could experience anything even vaguely like that again.

But that is, as they say, just another story that has yet to be told.



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