0 comments/ 17245 views/ 0 favorites Nightmare Squad: Four-Poster By: TonyDowse This story follows on from my submission in the 2006 Halloween Story Contest - 'Halloween - The Taker'. I received some requests for a sequel and presumed that meant a story based on the exploits of the group that was only mentioned in passing - The Nightmare Squad. In essence this is a group whose task it is to track and dispose of creatures whose actions and/or unspeakable brutalities defy both all normal human logic, and the usual police procedures. This is the third in this series and readers will find the story more understandable and therefore, hopefully more satisfying if they read 'Halloween - The Taker' and 'Part 2 - DevilWoman' first - but, as this story is mostly 'self-contained' that's not absolutely necessary. Unlike the first two, this story is not, strictly speaking 'Erotic Horror' but is rather a change of pace for the squad - however, as with the others, I trust you will enjoy! * * * * * Part 3 - THE FOUR-POSTER The members of the squad had each made the most of their free time since their last assignment - with the Succubus - in their own individual ways. Carl had been successful in finding a woman who suited his particular tastes and had made the very most of her. Josie and Ross had been equally sexually energetic, in their case, together. And from the various sounds and comments coming from around the meeting room, most of the others had enjoyed equally satisfyingly exciting days off. 'Morning people!' their captain said as he entered the room. 'I trust you're all in good shape; not too many strained backs, or any other thing.' he added with a knowingly throaty chuckle. 'First off I have to tell you that things are pretty quiet right now. I don't know if it's because of our two recent successes but the horrors seem to be giving us a bit of a miss - which none of us going to complain about. But because of that, apart from what I'm going to deal with next, most of you will be spending a few days doing some refresher training.' He ignored the half-hearted groans that greeted his announcement, nobody, including himself, relished just doing training. But there were always new gadgets and gizmos being developed, and if the squad didn't maintain its high level of preparedness, when another horror did come on to their patch, if their skills weren't honed to perfection, they could very easily get themselves into very nasty trouble. 'Now, for a few of you, I've got something really weird - and as the thing that we've been asked to investigate doesn't seem to pose any actual physical harm to anybody - something that will probably turn out to be not very exciting. But it's political, and so we can't just ignore it.' The word 'political' sent a shudder round the room, they all knew how politics could get in the way of the day-to-day life of friends who worked in other departments. But, because the Nightmare Squad was known to so very few, even in relatively high places of government, it had always prided itself in being able to stay well out of that sort of rat-race. 'As I doubt many of you noticed at the time, our beloved mayor's nephew got married a few months ago, to our even more beloved Senator's daughter.' the captain continued. 'One of the many fine gifts the happy couple received was some property, a rambling old early nineteenth century place, up on the hill outside of town. Apparently the idea was that the newly-weds should refurbish the place; fix the plumbing, the electricals, etc., then convert it into some sort of reception-convention centre. Though why anyone would want to go way out there I'll never know.' he added disparagingly. 'All that is pretty common knowledge, the next stuff isn't, so as usual, it stays right here in this room.' he said warningly. 'It seems that when they got back from their honeymoon they still hadn't used up all their energy and enthusiasm for each other - and thought it would be a good idea, before all the renovations got started, to 'christen' - as they called it, in other words, to have sex in - each room in the house. Apparently they were doing pretty well -' he had to say more loudly in order to break-through the bawdy comments that had sprung up from here and there. - 'they'd worked their around the entire ground floor and had started on the seven or eight bedrooms the place comes with. And by the way, that number excludes the rooms that were for the staff.' he added. 'I should explain that for some reason best known to them, until then they hadn't ever actually slept in what had originally been the master bedroom. Anyway, it seems that as it had been the main bedroom they went to a bit of extra trouble; made their first night in it a bit more romantic by taking some candles and wine up with them, that sort of thing - and only some little time later actually got down to the business of starting to properly 'christen' it.' He ignored the lascivious questions that several people promptly asked, as to precisely how, and struggled on. 'No, I didn't ask exactly what they were doing, nor how they were doing it but from what the wife said I gather her husband was, at least at that time, on top - and certainly he had his back to the room. She said they hadn't been doing whatever it was for very long before she saw it, saw them.' he added. 'Two people, a man and a woman, standing there, watching them.' For the first time since he started the captain knew he finally had everyone's undivided attention - this sort of thing was their home ground. 'Of course her first thought was that someone had broken in - so she screamed, and as she did so, they simply vanished. Then, having interrupted her husband at an apparently critical moment, she had to try to explain why she'd done what she had; cut his climax short, and, as if that wasn't bad enough, nearly deafened him with her shriek. At first of course he just thought she'd been seeing things - maybe even started to fall asleep on him. Anyway that was the end of their love-making for that night, but, and I'll give them credit for this, they tried again the next night. But that time, because they were in a different position, he saw them too!' That time there were a number of sensible questions from the group; had the house any sort of history, in clothes from what period of history were the 'people' dressed, how did they seem - angry or sad? 'I can't answer any of that stuff people, the couple were scared witless by what they'd seen - and, I might add, haven't been back to that room since. So that's where we come in. In this case we're taking on what we never usually do, but with the Mayor and the Senator involved, this time we will - we're doing a private consultation. Don't worry, it's all being properly accounted and paid for!' he said before continuing. 'So I want half a dozen volunteers for this job; but there will be provisos.' he added as just about every arm in the room shot up. 'But before I tell you about the limitations I'll tell you what my basic thoughts are. In answer to a question someone asked a moment ago - no, the house has no known history of visitations. Our love-birds had been in the house for more than two weeks before they appeared - and they only appeared in just that one room, the room that had previously been the master bedroom. And, they only appeared once the couple had started having sex in that room. So, for the moment let's assume that it was the sex-act itself that triggered the appearance - though I'm not really sure what that might tell us.' he admitted. 'If so, we obviously need people who are prepared to have sex there, plus of course some of our systems monitors and back-up. But, in case something doesn't go right - or if our primary couple simply runs out of steam - I'll need the rest of the team ready to take over from them, I mean in bed.' he added unnecessarily. 'So, these are the provisos. First; it'll be three couples, for a maximum of one week. Second; the couples must already be sexually active, as a couple.' He grinned as he looked around the room, and said. 'Knowing you people as well as I think I do that condition probably still lets nearly all of you in, at least it would have at some time or another.' Having given time for the resulting crude wisecracks to die down, he continued. 'I'll ask each of those of you who are in some sort of relationship with another squad member to let me have both names later today, then tomorrow I'll let you know which ones I have selected. Oh, and there's a third thing; as the 'people' the couple have seen were a man and a woman, only couples whose primary sex-life is heterosexual need apply.' Nightmare Squad: Four-Poster The first time they'd seen the main bedroom they'd stood inside the doorway simply gasping in amazement - although the room itself was, at least by comparison with the rooms in any modern-day house, truly enormous - the four-poster bed they found there was itself so big it still managed to all but dominate it. 'Shit, you could hold a party on that!' Kelly said. 'And you'd need to keep the light on to make sure you didn't lose track of each other.' John answered. 'I was thinking of a party with more than two people John.' she replied with a grin to the others. 'OK people, we've seen the stage, now let's get back downstairs so we can sort out a roster for the players.' Susie broke in. It was agreed that as Josie had time and time again demonstrated that her senses were more finely tuned to the paranormal than anyone else in the squad, she and Ross should be the couple to spend the first night in the room. Then having worked out times and duties for everyone else, the team made lunch and went their various ways for the rest of the afternoon. Brad and Susie set about drawing-up a plan of the layout of the house, hoping that by doing so, and if something did appear, it would give them a better chance of maybe identifying the true locus of whatever might be the cause. Kelly and John went off to change into their running gear then headed off down the drive-way together. 'I think we need to get in a bit of training too.' Ross said as he and Josie watched them go and he took her by the hand. 'Training? What sort of training?' 'Four-poster bed kind.' he replied grinning, then added in a more husky voice. 'What happened in the car really got to me, and in the last few hours I simply haven't been able to stop myself thinking about your pussy Josie.' 'Just my pussy?' she answered with pretended offence. Ross, taken aback by her apparent indignation, struggled to find an appropriate answer. 'No of course not - that's not what I meant.' Enjoying his momentary confusion Josie gave it another stir by saying. 'But it's what you said.' 'Yeah, well I - as I said, what we did in the car just left me feeling, well, you know...' 'No Ross, left you how?' 'Horny! Feeling you up like that left me horny - and since then, seeing you, but not being able to kiss or even touch you - well it's just been getting worse!' 'Ah now I understand.' she replied sweetly, at the same time reaching forward and pressing her hand against his crotch. 'Oh yes! Yes indeed - we certainly can't have you walking around with a terrible swelling like that.' she said when she felt the long hard length of flesh that was already straining against the front of his shorts. The pair of them virtually ran up the stairs; Ross eager to reduce some of the pent-up pressure he'd felt building in the previous hours, and Josie's pussy moistening at just the thought of what she would soon have inside it. At first Josie was going to make for the room they'd been given as their own, but Ross tugged her the other way. 'No Josie, let's use the main bedroom, after all Susie's decided we should be the first couple to use it - and nobody's said anything about that only being at night.' When they'd seen it earlier they had been part of the group, and standing just inside the doorway, but this time, when they went in and stood immediately next to the bed they realised just how big it really was. 'You'd have to wonder what was in the mind of the person who had something like this made for them.' Ross said. 'Maybe he was just another horny old goat.' Josie replied, reaching across to start undoing Ross' shorts. 'With delusions about owning a harem.' he replied as he began quickly unbuttoning her shirt. 'Who knows, maybe he had one, after all there are rather a lot of bedrooms for the staff.' she suggested as she started to tug his shorts down. 'Before we go any further help me get this cover off - we don't want to end up wrecking it.' Ross said as he finished off what she'd started, then also got rid of his shoes. Josie did likewise with her skirt and for a moment each stared at the sight of the other in just their underwear, then common sense prevailed and they stripped the bed down to just its sheet. 'You go first Ross.' Josie whispered throatily, then watched as he carefully unhooked his briefs from the thing that had been making them bulge so provocatively. 'Aah yes!' she sighed when it sprang quiveringly upright. 'Hands and fingers may give a little sweet variety, but they're really no substitute for a cock, especially one like yours.' 'I'm glad it pleases you Josie, but come on, let's see what you're offering in exchange.' he answered throatily. It took only seconds for Josie to strip off her bra and panties, then she stood there; watching him, watching her - and watching his cock's immediately powerful response to his sight of her complete nakedness. Recognising the strength of his need - and knowing from her short but already intense experience of Ross' fitness and capacity that he was always capable of fucking her more than just once - Josie decided that in the long run they would both benefit if she did without some immediate pleasure. 'From the look of things I'd say you were already more than ready to blow - what say we quickly just reduce some of the immediate pressure.' she said, watching the steadily seeping flow of pre-cum already dripping from the tip of his cock, then turning to bend herself forward over the end of the bed. Ross thought she had the most beautiful bottom he'd ever seen; the pale creamy skin completely unblemished, the cheeks both tautly full and smoothly rounded, and in spite of the way he was already feeling he simply couldn't resist the opportunity that position gave him. He felt a shiver run through her body as he ran his hands over her, moving them slowly up and down the backs of her thighs, then slowly caressing each silky globe. And, when he knelt down and began sliding his tongue up and down over the sensuous curves he felt those shivers strengthening. By moving her legs further apart and bending low he found he could reach her pussy and having given it a couple of flickering licks he stiffened his tongue and ran it slowly up the crack between her buttocks. She gave a cry of surprised delight when she felt his tongue tickling her pussy, then gasped, wriggling her bottom back against his face when it slid up between her cheeks. He could tell from the strength of her responses just how much she loved what he was doing so while his tongue continued; he slipped his arms around her, caressing the fronts of her thighs with one and her stomach and pubic mound with the other. All that time his already powerful need had been steadily growing - and that coupled with both the feel and scent of her sent it even higher. But, in spite of what she'd earlier decided Josie had been getting even more worked-up from the intensity of pleasure she was feeling herself, and it wasn't long before it was she that virtually begged him to stop. 'Do it to me now Ross, please! I want to feel you inside me!' He got up and when she felt him guiding the head between her pussy-lips she lifted herself a little higher, so when he pushed forward, his already rock-hard cock slid straight up into her. 'Oh Ross, that feels so good!' she moaned as he paused, savouring the sensations that were shooting back through him. 'For me too Josie.' he replied gruffly. With his cock as massively engorged as it was he initially had some fleeting concern about causing her discomfort, so began pushing back and forth rather tentatively. But her pussy was so wet from the way she had responded to what he'd already been doing to her that he found he could immediately get surprisingly deep, and then, from the way Josie started thrusting herself back on to him he knew she was having no problem taking it. So, using a single, much stronger push, he rammed his cock even deeper. Josie gave a sharp cry as it drove way up inside her, then a low, satisfied grunt when he gave another, and she felt his pelvis jamming up against her arse. She had taken it all. With his cock completely embedded, he paused for a moment, feeling it throbbing and jerking in reaction to the slick tightness of her pussy, savouring the incredible sensations that were firing off inside his head. Holding himself tight up against her he bent forward, kissing the back of her neck, then whispering. 'You have the most beautiful arse I've ever seen Josie. And, as I've told you before, the tightest, juiciest pussy my cock's ever been in. You can feel how big, how excited it's got, can't you.' 'Yes, yes I can, it's huge. It's stretching me wide open, and I can feel it throbbing.' 'What do you think it wants to do? And what do you want me to do with it?' 'It wants to fuck me. And so do you! And so do I! I really, really need you to fuck me! Need you to open me right up with that enormous cock!' she replied in between short, gasping breaths. The tone of her reply added to Ross' excitement and as he answered - 'And that's just what I'm going to do.' - he gripped the cheeks of her arse, spread them wide, and began to thrust vigorously in and out. Her pussy was so tight that if her juices hadn't been so free-flowing he guessed he would never have been able to get so deep. Even so, it felt as though the friction from his cock-head rubbing against its walls was generating sparks, sparks that zipped up his spine and triggered intense bursts of pleasure in his brain. He was thrusting so hard Josie was virtually pinned against the end of the bed, but although it was almost impossible for her to move he could tell from the sounds she was making just how excited she was getting. In between the gasping grunts his pounding forced out of her he heard her continuing to urge him on. 'Yes Ross, oh yes! Give me more of that gorgeous cock! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck me faster, harder!' His cock felt as hard as steel, sizzling from the friction it was getting from the hot tightness of her pussy and he looked down, watching it piston in and out of her, its entire length glistening with a frothing mixture of her freely flowing pussy juices. He could hear himself making loud, guttural grunts as he tried to force it even deeper, each forward thrust triggering those incredibly intense shock-waves of pleasure, and a bruising ache in his balls as they repeatedly slapped against the back of her thighs. Even though the sensations he was getting were so intense - and they'd both thought that the pressure that had built up inside him during the morning, would mean he'd climax quickly - they were both surprised at just how long he managed to hold on before he felt himself starting to build towards it. And, equally surprisingly, it built remarkably slowly, giving him even more time in which to enjoy the sensations he was getting from Josie's super-responsive body. But they were so incredible, so unbelievably exciting that he still wished he could have held on even longer than he did, had even more time in which to savour them. As the pressure inside him rose steadily higher he rode her faster and faster, sweat starting to drip down off his face and the ache in his balls intensifying as their contents seethed and churned. But when he finally felt them tightening, drawing up for that final, massive surge, he still managed to thrust even harder and deeper. 'Yes! Oh Ross, yeesss! I'm coming!' Josie suddenly cried between the gasping sobs brought on by the speed and power of his action. 'I'm coming too! Any moment now I'm going to flood your pussy.' he growled gutturally, then, just a few seconds later a climax that felt even more powerful than he'd expected ripped through him. He gave a series of loud, rasping grunts as each gout of semen scalded up the length of his flashing cock, and felt Josie convulsing as they shot deep into her flexing cunt. He drove on, frantically ramming himself into her, his cock pumping out everything he had, and, when he was finally done, with his cock still jammed hard up inside her, he collapsed forward on to her heaving back. Not surprisingly, neither of them had been in a position to see, nor had had the inclination to check, but behind them, amongst the bank of equipment along the far wall, several small, red alert lights were slowly blinking. But, in spite of the way Ross' still quivering cock was continuing to stimulate the nerve ends buried deep inside her, once the full force of the massive orgasm had subsided a little Josie sensed something. 'Hold still Ross, don't move!' she whispered, slowly turning her head. For a moment she saw it - then it was gone, slipping away in a pale, smoky trail, like the blown away final traces of a burnt-out cigarette. 'They were here!' she whispered in a low secretive voice, and only then noticed the still blinking alert lamps. 'Damn!' she muttered as she pulled herself forward, noisily uncoupling herself from Ross' still plugging cock. 'We missed them!' she exclaimed when she saw the look of confused bewilderment on his face. 'I saw them, well at least I saw them leaving - and look at the alerts.' she added, nodding across at the still blinking lamps. 'Shit! We did exactly what the newlyweds did, had our backs to them.' Ross replied. 'Yes, but at least we've proved one thing.' 'What's that Josie?' 'They don't only appear at night - and I understand that pretty unusual for most apparitions.' 'And it looks as though it is the sexual activity that brings them out.' 'Yes, at least it certainly looks like that.' 'So what do we do now - wait until the others come back?' Ross asked. 'Oh I have a much better idea - but first, a quick shower I think.' Josie answered with a sparkle in her eyes. Even though they spent much of their time under the shower in giggling groping and fondling of various parts of each other Josie still managed to explain her idea to Ross. 'If we're right about it being the sexual activity that triggers their appearance we need to use a position that allows us to watch for them. And, as I want to see if I can actually make some sort of contact, I'll need to be on top.' 'Well you know how much I like us doing it that way.' Ross replied. 'Have you picked a particular position?' 'Yes, but I thought a little sixty-nine first, just to get you fully in the mood - OK?' 'More than.' So, once showered and dried they returned to the bedroom, and having re-set all the monitors they returned to the bed. Josie had Ross lie down then got down on all fours and straddled herself above him, her pussy above his mouth and his already partially rearoused cock beneath hers. 'You'll have to be prepared for me to stop you - I mean if I sense them reappearing.' she warned before fully settling herself. As absolutely nothing happened for at least fifteen or twenty minutes, each of them had more than enough time to thoroughly restimulate the other; Ross' licking and lapping soon had Josie's pussy dripping - and by then her lips, mouth and tongue had completely reinvigorated his cock. In fact Josie had all but given up on the couple reappearing and had decided not to waste the opportunity of having the rigid length of it where both of them really preferred it to be. Giving his rearing cock one last, powerful suck she lifted her head and turned. 'Looks as though we're on our own Ross - time for something a little more meaningful I think.' she said as she got up and moved forward to squat above him. 'I hope you don't mind the view of my back.' she added. 'With an arse like yours, how could I?' he replied, slipping his hands up to lightly caress the silky tautness of those twin globes. But, even as Josie positioned herself; using one hand to steady his cock and the other to spread the hot wetness of her pussy-lips, she sensed them - then, as she lowered herself and took the first few inches of him into herself - she saw them materialising. Fearing that once they had fully appeared any further movement or sound might frighten them away again Josie whispered - 'They're returning.' - pushed herself fully down to rest her buttocks on Ross' thighs, then, although the feel of his twitchily spearing cock made it difficult, held herself silently motionless. The original drifts of grey smoky substance she'd first spotted quickly grew denser, then took form and grew more substantial, until she could clearly see the two of them. Even if his paranormal sense's had been as keen as Josie's, with her body blocking his view Ross would still have seen none of what she did - and although Josie let her mind reach out in an attempt to reach theirs, to him the room remained both silent, and apart from themselves and the once again slowly blinking lamps, empty. All he had to pass the time was the feeling of Josie's juicily tight pussy gripping his cock, and the thought of how much better it would be if she weren't so finely tuned to whatever it was that was preventing her from doing what he really wanted her to do. But although the silent emptiness seemed to stretch almost interminably the gripping tightness kept his cock keenly hard and when Josie brought it to an end by softly whispering - 'Tonight then.' - then, in her more usual voice - 'Sorry Ross, your turn now.' - and began moving herself up and down, he soon found his previous physical arousal being quickly re-fired. She took him, and by the sounds of her cries, also herself, to a more than satisfyingly exciting orgasm, but even once that was over, would say nothing of what had happened to her during the time she'd been silently motionless. 'I'll tell everyone at the same time Ross, just be patient please.' she said as she finally pulled herself up off his fully drained cock. Nightmare Squad: Four-Poster 'There is one more thing Susie.' Josie interrupted. 'What's that?' 'I sort of made an appointment for us, for tonight.' 'An appointment, what sort of appointment?' Susie asked, 'Well I sort of thought we, I mean all of us - after all we've all agreed that the bed is more than big enough...' 'You've booked us in for a group-sex session, so they can watch us.' John interjected excitedly. 'Is that what you've done?' Susie asked. 'Yep! Exactly that. I thought they'd learn much more - and faster, if we did that. You know, each pair of us can be doing something different, sort of demonstrate some of the various positions for them.' Josie explained. It was clear to see from the excited look on everyone's face that nobody had any complaints about her idea, and really all that was left for them to decide was who would be doing what, and exactly how. Given her role as the team leader they agreed to leave those details up to Susie's imagination and set about starting to make themselves a meal. Then once they had got things under way they took it in turns to head for the bathroom to shower. A couple of hours later, having eaten and cleaned-up the six of them went upstairs and once the monitoring equipment was switched on, Susie outlined the scenario she'd decided upon. As Josie had established herself as the couple's prime contact Susie wanted her to be in a position where she could continue to easily maintain both visual and mental contact, so told Ross that he should lie with his head at the foot of the bed, then with Josie kneeling above him while facing the same way, he would be able to demonstrate the art of cunnilingus. While he was doing that, on one side of the bed John would begin slowly fucking Kelly doggie-style, and on the other, Brad would use the more traditional technique on Susie herself. Then as they all started to undress she reminded them of just why they were there. 'Don't forget everyone, keep things nice and slow - this is to be an educational demonstration for our visitors, not just a chance for you all to get your rocks off! And assuming what we're going to do will trigger their appearance we don't know either how long it will take for them to do so, nor how much time they'll need to absorb what each of us doing. And finally, everyone but Josie please keep very quiet - we don't want to scare them off once they are here.' she warned them. 'And don't you forget Ross that once I've made contact I'll be shifting back to do what we did this afternoon, so make sure your cock stays nice and hard for me.' Josie added. As buttons and zips were unfastened six pairs of eyes roamed around the scene; here a pair of large and heavily meaty breasts, there a smaller, neater pair - here an already partially engorged penis, there a still flaccid, uncircumcised one - here a pair of tautly muscled buttocks, there a softer, much rounder set - here an almost glowing white display of skin, there a much darker, and to some, an even more sensual one. Whether it was the varied display, or that of each individual's partner's, by the time they were all stripped down, nobody had been able to remain totally unaroused - and as cocks grew and stiffened, nipples tightened and pussies moistened. However, none of them were such automatons that they could simply organise and arrange themselves in the tableau Susie had pre-planned without at least some preliminaries. So for several minutes there was a good deal of kissing and fondling of their partner, the effectiveness of which was very soon on obvious display. Then, although there was no outward signal each of the three couples were more than happy to set about arranging themselves for what Susie had called their 'educational demonstration'. Once Kelly had settled herself on hands and knees on the edge of the bed, John found he had no trouble in immediately slipping his cock into her obviously more than ready pussy, and it only took just one, strong single thrust to embed it right up to the hilt. On the other side of the bed, whether because Susie's pussy was smaller and tighter, or just because he himself preferred doing that way, it took Brad a score or more shorter, quicker jabs to get him to the same point. Meanwhile, at the lower end of the bed Ross' tongue was already slowly but skilfully working away at Josie's pussy. In spite of the rippling waves of pleasure she immediately felt Josie managed to concentrate her mind elsewhere, awaiting the first flickering tendrils of awareness that would alert her to the presence of their target couple. And, perhaps because of what had happened earlier it was actually no more than three or four minutes from once the team had settled into their various activities that she felt it, became aware of their imminent appearance. Apart from Josie's whispered - 'They're here! - nobody but her saw or heard anything for quite some time, so each had to continue to try to maintain control of themselves whilst being involved in both giving and receiving what were usually quite all-consuming sensations. Josie watched the smoky mistiness thickening, taking shape, then finally saw what she had that afternoon - a bewildered, but clearly anxious young couple from a time that had ceased to exist more then a hundred years previously. At first they just stood there, obviously far too embarrassed to look at what was happening - but once Josie was able to link her mind with theirs, she did her best to explain the purpose of it all. Then, once the ghostly couple understood what she had done for them they approached closer; their hands gripping each other's noticeably tighter - and soon after that Josie saw them exchanging shyly embarrassed glances as they took in the detail of all that was happening. But, although at first it was all but imperceptible, even as they were doing that Josie felt sure she could see a change occurring, it appeared that their forms were slowly becoming just that much more distinct. Once begun, the process grew more quickly, and within a few minutes their bodies were almost as substantial as were the team's. Josie took a risk and spoke in her normal voice. 'Hello - it looks as though you want to join in with us.' For a moment she thought she'd been wrong, the couple's form trembled, their outlines momentarily blurring - but then that stopped, and although they made no sound, she 'heard' them say - 'May we?' 'Of course, there's plenty of room for another couple.' Then speaking much more softly, said to the others. 'Make a little more space for our friends, I think they've worked out what newlyweds are supposed to be doing.' Her message made the others spin around in the direction she was looking; John and Brad both stopping in mid-stroke, and everyone discovering that they too could now see them; see the obviously eager young couple, see their flushed faces, their feverishly bright eyes. However, although they were both clearly enthusiastic to try something of what they had seen they first had to deal with the problem of their clothing. The hooks, eyes and lacings of the young woman's crinoline gown, not to mention the various layers of garments beneath it, had until then always been dealt with by a lady's maid - and the young man had absolutely no previous experience in dealing with such things. But, as they say - 'where there's a will, there's a way' - and although there were times when his growing frustration at the complexities of what he was encountering might have turned the whole business into a fiasco, eventually he had her down to just a final ribbon-bedecked camisole and beneath that, a prettily matching pair of bloomers. Once he'd achieved that success he began removing his own things, much more quickly, and once he stood there in only his drawers everyone, and apparently especially the young woman, was glad to see that judging by the size of the bulging protrusion in the front, he had lost of his enthusiasm for whatever was to come. The team was glad to see that even though the carnal temptations had been so graphically laid out for them, the couple still did what each of them had earlier done - they embraced, and kissed. Although their actions were initially far less demonstrative than those the team members were used to doing with each other, in time they became just a little more overtly passionate - mouths opening rather more widely and hands definitely moving more freely over each other's body. Perhaps only Josie and Ross were in a position to see it, but before the couple finally broke apart, they distinctly saw the young man's hand slip up to cup one of the girl's breasts - and perhaps even more surprisingly, even the young woman reaching down for a reassuring feel of what she had seen making such an impression in his drawers. All that was left for them was to take that last step; strip off the remainder of their garments, and set about finally consummating their long, long ago marriage. And, following Josie's suggestion to them, although there was still a trace of their reluctant embarrassment, they did so, right in the very centre of that massively spacious bed. Not knowing if the couple were even aware of the potentially painful process of taking his wife's virginity Josie warned and advised them of how best to go about it - then, having seen them through that first hurdle, and confident they were perfectly capable of coping with the delights that would follow, she quietly told everyone to relax. 'I think we've done all that we can for them - so let's just put on a bit of show of a few of the variations they might have to look forward to.' Whether it was that the young man had been endowed with a remarkably strong potency, or that he simply had over a century's frustration powering him - he proved himself all but insatiable, regaining a fresh erection over and over again. And once made aware of what her own body was capable of the young woman proved equally eager to take what he was offering, from any direction. In fact, on at least one occasion during the evening, when he had seemed to be a little slower in reacting to her, she did what she had at one stage seen Susie doing to Brad, taking her lover's still semi-erect cock in her mouth and revitalising his virility by bobbing and sucking it back to life. Giving impetus to their activities was what the team were getting up to all around them; although most of them kept one eye on the couple's activities, once they were certain they were more than capable of working things out for themselves, they took full advantage of their circumstances. Neither limiting themselves to the original positions Susie had allocated, nor even, in time, to the partner. Josie recalled the comment Ross had made in the car - about Susie having a film-star's looks - and had seen his eyes staring at the curvily lithe form she'd exposed when they'd undressed. So, once they had all experienced their first climaxes she'd manoeuvred them closer to where she and Brad were lying recovering - and lifted Ross' hand over to rest on one of Susie's pert breasts. Even as she saw Susie responding to the unfamiliar touch, Josie slid herself lower and slid her lips down over the familiar shape of Brad's sticky and still partially engorged cock. Susie had previously seen with what expertise Ross' tongue had treated Josie's pussy and once she realised that Josie was taking care of Brad, she swung herself around so she too could experience at least a little of that herself. And as it was immediately obvious he had no objection to an already wetly leaking pussy, held him there until he had given her what proved to be a powerfully unforgettable orgasm - then returning the favour by giving him one that if his reactions were anything to go by seemed to be equally forceful. Some time later Josie found herself being fondled by John, and knowing his staying power, found herself becoming almost instantly heatedly aroused. Seeing that Susie and Ross appeared to be heading for a second helping of each other, and that Brad and Kelly were also getting together, she spread her legs and welcomed that dark, chunkily stubby, but seemingly tireless cock inside herself. So it was two, perhaps three hours later when Josie 'heard' the young woman's voice. 'We just wish to thank you for what you have done for us. Although we regret we were deprived of the opportunity of spending our full lifetimes' enjoying these pleasures, at least we now know the true benefits that a marriage can bring. We can now go to our rest. So, once again, our deepest, and most sincere thanks.' When Josie looked up to where they'd been resting together all she saw were the lingering, faintly spiralling smoky trails of their departure. 'They've gone!' she said with a trace of sadness in her voice. Given the amount of energy that each had expended by then there were no objections when Susie suggested that it was actually a good time to bring their activities to a close - and each of the original three couples headed to their separate bedrooms to get a well deserved night's sleep. When they met again for breakfast there was distinct feeling of despondency in the air - but Susie quickly dispelled it with an announcement. 'I know we could say 'mission accomplished' at this stage - but, we've been hired for up to a week and although Josie tells us that the couple have left for good, I'm not really sure that we can be certain of that.' There were a couple of people who had puzzled looks on their faces, but several more - anticipating what might be about to come - who had excitedly broad grins. 'So,' Susie continued. 'I think we should stay on for just a few more days - just so we can be certain we've actually done what we were hired to do!' she concluded. The team took full advantage of the opportunity that gave them and by the time they headed back for their base almost everyone had tried almost every possible position with almost everyone else. And although it was one of the very few missions that had not included a horror, danger or even death, it remained one that none of that six would ever forget.