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Bunch O'Dicks Ch. 01

By: Tarbut



Jane knocked at John's, and his mother Sarah opened.

"Welcome home, Jane. John is still asleep, but I can awake him."

"Can I do that, mom?"

Sarah giggled and answered, "Of course, daughter. By the way, I'm going shopping, so you'll be alone for about a couple hours. Ah, the answerphone is active, so you won't be interrupted."

As Sarah went out, Jane sneaked into John's bedroom without turning the light on. But she could even see in the utmost darkness, in which a cat would beg a lantern, so she easily found John. She quietly undressed -- removed her pullover, her shirt, her trousers, her shoes and stockings, and finally her bra.

A drop of milk fell from her nipple on to John's lower lip, and awoke him. Jane rode over his belly and fondled his eyes and cheeks with her nipples, while John stroked her thighs, grasped her panties, removed them and began playing with her genitalia.

While his fingers caressed her labia, her clitoris and her vaginal orifice, Jane introduced her right breast into his mouth, so John could easily suck her sweet, abundant, warm milk. While he did that, he even dared introduce a finger or two into her anus and stroke her rectum.

Jane removed John's panties and sat over his erect penis -- but didn't let it in; she simply put her clitoris over his penis' tip, and rubbed her labia and vaginal orifice against his penis' shaft.

John was somewhat puzzled by her behaviour, but he nonetheless appreciated it, and the more he sucked, the harder it got. When he was done sucking, Jane whispered, "John, please, stay put for a few minutes."

As John said, "Ok," Jane rose on her feet, made an U-turn and kneeled on John, so he found her vulva near his mouth. He smelled it (the light was still off) and reached for it with his tongue.

"Don't ... Ok, do that!" Jane said, and John began licking her, while Jane put her boobs on his belly (and John noticed that their weight and size had somewhat increased lately), and grasped his dick with her hands and lips.

Once she found John's penis hard enough, she clenched something around it and said, "John, don't move it for a few minutes. Keep eating me, please."

John did that, while Jane was clasping his dick, and managed to keep it firm even though John licked her cunt so masterfully that she squirted at last.

Then she released his still hard penis, turned toward him and says, "You've been good. Here's your prize!"

John grasped her breasts, while her vulva latched his penis and she let it enter her vagina. John was immobilized under her, but her hip and vaginal muscles led them to simultaneous orgasm.

After that, while hugging and holding her, John asked, "What did you put around my penis and clenched it with?"

"Turn on the light and you'll see by yourself."

John did that and saw ... that Jane had cast a mold of his penis with dental casting material!

"I see that you've learnt your craft very well! What are you doing with it?"

"I'm going to make a replica."

"Why?"

"I've been admitted to University of Hawaii, and I can't afford to come home as often as I'd like."

"Gosh! Moreover, I've been turned down by all the universities I applied to, but the American University of Paris, which hasn't replied yet."

"If it admitted you, you'd count yourself lucky."

"Not really. Mom should work overtime to pay for my studies in Paris. And even sex workers like her have been deeply hurt by the current crisis."

"My mom complains about it too. But she fears that I could be harassed because of her profession, and therefore insisted on my studying across the Pacific Ocean. Had she thought about an American university abroad, she would have me apply to it."

"What if I'm even turned down by the Parisian university and I escort you to the Hawaii as your bodyguard and ... footman?"

Jane laughed heartily, "John, you're only good when you're horizontal. Despite your information technology training, your mom had to hire a computer consultant, and your family is the only one I know which has plastic dishes and cups in the cupboard."

"Perhaps this means that I've been admitted to the American University of Paris -- I never studied sitting, but only lying in bed ..."

"And I established a token economy: five pages, a kiss; ten pages, a stroke on my tits; fifty pages; a mouthful of milk; 300 pages, a fuck; an encyclopaedia, a night full of orgasms and perverted sex."

"We had many such nights, so, perhaps ..."

"Don't count your chickens before they've hatched. Darling, I have to thoroughly wash the mold before using it."

"I'll come with you. By the way, could you tell me why my fingers are still as clean as a whistle, even though I dipped them into your anus?"

"Before coming here, I used the trick of some porn actresses: I rinsed my rectum using enemas, enemas, enemas, until only pure water went out."

"Had you told that to me in advance, I'd have been glad to administer them to you!"

"Next time, darling. I was more preoccupied about the mold."

"How many replicas can you cast?"

"I'm going to cast a couple of them -- one for normal use, another one as a prototype in case I smash the other. It's less cumbersome than bringing the original mold to Honolulu."

"Ok. But do you think that is there in Honolulu a dental lab willing to cast another mold and another replica of my dick?"

"If I find one run by a spinster, I could try and tell her that it's actually an elephant fang -- from a transgenic animal."

John laughed heartily while Jane took his electric toothbrush, inserted a brush, spread some toothpaste over it, and bent over the sink to clean the mold. As she and John were naked, John could easily see her sagging (and for now empty) tits shaking under her body, her anus between the buns, and her labia between her thighs.

As he had a hardon, he rubbed his dick against her perineum; Jane told him, "Let me clean the mold first. You won't let me enjoy a dick different from your own, will you?"

"No, I won't," John said, but he didn't remove his dick from her body. When Jane was done and turned the toothbrush off, John asked her, "Please, take my mom's hand cream."

"What for?"

"As a lubricant."

"Darling, it's a really bad idea. It even irritates the mouth lining. You should instead ..."

Jane watched the dental irrigator by the toothbrush and said, "If you can fill the tank with olive oil, and tune the appliance in order to gently sprinkle it, you could lubricate my butt with it."

"And even insert the jet tips into it, thus lubricating your rectum better than an engine cylinder."

"Yes. By the way, doesn't your mom have silicone oil?"

"She keeps all the tools of her trade in a safe. Even though I and you have come of age, she still fears that we may abuse them."

"Ok for the olive oil, then."

They took the oil, but before using it, they filled the irrigator tank with water and salt, tuned the pump, Jane sat on the bathtub lid, and John begun inserting (carefully!) the jet tip into her anus. It was Jane at the appliance controls, so she could adjust (or interrupt) the jet of water as she saw fit.

The snout was pliable, so John soon discovered that he could bend it 90° without disrupting its work, and he even proposed Jane to penetrate her vagina while irrigating her anus as well.

"Let's do simple things first," Jane answered, and John kept irrigating her rectum, as Jane never said, "Enough," and kept refilling the irrigator tank.

"Jane, do you want more water? You've taken in countless cups of it, and I'm amazed that you aren't going to shit yet."

"Don't worry, it takes time to me to feel the stimulus. In the meantime, I need something to seal my orifice ... Could you lend me your shaving brush? Its handle seems of the right size." John had another idea, "If you really can take it, you can take something else. Give me the olive oil."

Jane gave it to John, John oiled his cock, and slowly inserted it into her anus. Jane only uttered an "Ooh", relaxed her sphincter craftily, so her anus sealed around John's dick, without letting water leak out.

As John's cock was fully in, the rectal muscles squeezed around it and massaged it energetically, while John was stroking her boobs with a hand, and her vulva with the other.

"Next time, we'll use my milk. I've plenty of it," Jane said while her milk was bursting out as she was having an orgasm. A few minutes later, John too had his, and was going to get out of her body, but Jane asked him not to do so.

"I have to pee," John complained, and Jane answered, "Pee into me!"

John did that, and the extra fluid gave her added stimulation and another orgasm.

"It's my turn to pee, John," said Jane, and John had to lead her to the toilet seat, without removing his detumescing penis, for fear of leaking all the fluid in her gut.

One his dick was soft enough, he could remove it, and Jane released all the fluids in her bladder and rectum. John looked at them when she was done, and amazingly noticed that there were no traces of faeces -- and his penis was only smeared with olive oil, semen and urine.

"Are you OK, darling," Jane asked, and John answered, "It was a cleaner business than I feared."

Jane answered, "When you were assfucking me, I thought that, had I already cast the replica, I could have penetrated my vagina with it, and enjoyed more pleasure. I'll cast three replicas of your cock, darling."

"Good," he said, while Jane opened the shower faucets, and invited him to shower with her. They washed their genitalia and anal region first, and then could thoroughly clean their skins, enjoy tit-milking, and even vaginal sex in the bathtub.

Sarah, John's mother, came back when they had already dressed and cleaned the bathroom; before cooking lunch for them, Sarah gave John an envelope from Paris: the American University of Paris had accepted his application!

John and Jane shouted with joy, hugged and kissed, and Sarah had to tell them, "First eat, then you can repeat what you've done this morning. By the way, where is the olive oil I need to dress the salad?"

"In the bathroom ...," Jane said, and Sarah, smiling, replied, "I'll give you a key to my special safe. Specialized toys and chemicals are better than generic oils and appliances."

In the bathroom, Sarah also found Jane's mold, still hung to dry over the sink. She laughed her head off, and called the embarrassed boys.

"Jane, you've taken a mold of my son's phallus, have you?"

"No, it's a specimen from the zoo. Don't you see that it's too large to be the impression of a human penis?"

Sarah laughed again, and told Jane, "You don't know how many times have I regretted to be the mother of so well-hung a son. You can't diddle me, Jane. By the way, I understand you: if you're going to study at the University of Hawaii, and John is going to study in Paris, you may not have as much sex as you like."

"Yes, mom. That's why I cast a mold of his penis."

"Hmm ... John, I have to talk to Jane alone. Please, go to the kitchen."

When John was out of range, Sarah whispered Jane, "Do you still feel the lesbian urges you felt a few years ago?"

"Yes, I do. But I prefer John. Why are you asking me?"

"I'll show you an item in my safe."

When Sarah opened the safe and took out a strap-on harness, Jane said, "You're suggesting me to find a lesbian girlfriend willing to penetrate me, aren't you?"

"Yes. This harness can accommodate a variety of dildos; if you like, you can attach the cast of John's dick, and your girlfriend will be able to give you the same sensations you feel when he is in you."

"I should talk about it with John."

"John!!!" Sarah shouted, and when John was in the room, she told him, "Let me show one of my tricks."

She was wearing a skirt, so she had to remove it, thus exposing her fine white lace panties and her black stockings; then she wore the dildo harness, chose a dong of about the size of the cast Jane had taken, and told John, "John, as your girlfriend has taken a mold of your penis, I'm suggesting her to apply the cast to this harness, and ask a girlfriend to wear it, and please her. What's your opinion?"

"Really arousing. But I think that Jane should test the efficacy of the contraption once she has cast the replica."

Jane felt very aroused, looked at Sarah's dildo and at the bulge in John's pants, and said, "If you like, I can try it now."

"Do you want me to penetrate you?" Sarah asked, and Jane answered, "No, you both. I'm so aroused that I'm leaking milk. Please, suck it."

John and Sarah went near Jane, helped her remove her shirt and bra, made her lie on the bed, and they too lay at her sides -- John at her right, Sarah at her left.

Their mouths grasped her nipples, while their hands stroked her belly, her hips and her thighs; while sucking, they removed her pants and underwear, until she was completely naked; Jane then pulled John's fly open with a hand, and opened Sarah's shirt with the other.

So all three were naked in a matter of minutes, and even managed to undress without removing their lips from Jane's nipples; Sarah had to both remove her undies, and dress the dildo harness again in order to get ready to fuck.

As John and Sarah were sated, Jane spread her legs wide open, delicately detached their mouths from her tits, and waved to Sarah, so she understood that she had to please Jane first.

She asked John to help her pull Jane's butt towards the lid of the bed, and they both grasped Jane's legs and pulled. When Jane was in the right place, she raised her feet to Sarah's breasts, and had her [Sarah's] hardened nipples tickle her soles.

Sarah smiled, and rubbed her dong's tip on Jane's clit, while John couldn't help sit near the tip of her head, pressing his genitalia against Jane's hair, and fondling her nipples and areolas.

Jane's last words were, "Put it into my mouth and throb together with your mom," before John complied, and Sarah penetrated her vagina.

Sarah touched Jane's buns, while Jane was stroking John's, and they kept penetrating her body until John came, and once he removed his cock and Jane could speak again, she told Sarah, "Can you sodomize me?"

Sarah took some silicone oil and anointed her dong, while John kneeled over Jane's body, so her breasts touched his belly, and his mouth kept stimulating her clit, and his fingers dilated her orifice.

When Sarah came back, she put a couple pillows under Jane's butt, so she could easily sodomize her, and leave enough room to John to give her a 69.

Sarah tried to avoid direct contact with her son, but she didn't succeed, as she couldn't help touch John's head with each thrust, and whenever she came (they kept making love until John could come again), she bent over John's back and couldn't help press her own breasts against his loins.

And when she was doing that, John voluptuously grasped his mother's buns, and sensously stroke them. When they all were done, Jane asked, "What if my girlfriend wants me to reciprocate?"

Sarah knew the answer: took a double dildo from her safe, and cautiously inserted it into Jane's vagina; then she sat on it and let it enter his body; as she was done, she told John, "Lube your dick with the silicone oil, before ramming it into our ass."

John did that, and penetrated Jane's rectum; while his mother hopped up and down, he thrusted in and out. Four hands stroke Jane's breasts and buttocks, and John even felt his hands pressed between his fiance's and his mother's breasts, as the two women kissed while ke kept throbbing.

As they were done, the two women lay side by side in the bed, while John went to the bathroom. Sarah asked Jane, "Did you like it?"

"Yes, but I still have to learn how to anally penetrate a woman."

"Ok, you can learn it from me," Sarah said, put her butt near Jane's double dildo (still inserted), and was letting it enter when John came back from the bathroom.

Seeing the most important women in his life do that gave him an istantaneous hard on, and Sarah didn't stop him when he approached her cunt, opened it, and sneaked his dick into.

So Sarah was doubly penetrated, and enjoyed it a lot. When they were done, they decided to have Jane doubly penetrated again -- Sarah from the rear, John from the cunt.

They spent so much time in that love session that it was now dinner time -- but Jane wasn't hungry, and John and Sarah were replete with milk. So they put all the food into the fridge, and, before bidding farewell, Sarah asked Jane, "How many copies of my son's phallus are you going to cast?"

"Two. Why?"

"Too few. I advise you to get at least three for you, and to give me four."

"Four? What for?"

"You'll know why." 

Bunch O'Dicks Ch. 02



Before landing in Paris, John was told to knock at a door in Avenue Montaigne, near Place de l'Alma. When he saw the building he wondered, "How could my mother be supposed to pay for an apartment in such a luxurious condo?"

A woman in cyan negligee opened the door, and his blood gathered into his entrails as he saw her gigantic bosom. "Bigger than Jane's," he thought; the woman smiled, as if she had anticipated it in spite of her considerable age, took his hand and took him into.

John could hardly say, "Good morning. My name is John Mariane, and I've a letter of introduction from my mother," before the woman led him to the dining room and made him sit on an armchair. She sat in front of him, half-opened her legs, thus letting John see her thigh-high stockings and briefs.

The woman said, "Welcome. My name is Laura, and I needn't read your letter. I'm an old friend of your mother, and I'm going to host you for free."

"Really?"

"Your mother has really helped me several years ago -- that's why I could buy this whole building. Helping you to study in Paris is my way to repay her kindness."

"Thanks, but it's quite an expensive repayment."

"Don't worry; even though I'm nicknamed 'Mephisto', I won't ask you to sell your soul. By the way, would you like to drink or eat something? Or have a bath? Or open your baggage and take possession of your room?"

"I'd like to get a glass of water, then I'll put my clothes into the armchair, and have a bath before dinner. Thanks."

"Wonderful. I like people who plan everything beforehand," she said before going to the kitchen; as she rose to her feet, John could see that that woman had really small belly and butt, in spite of her hoariness, while her breasts were a J-cup at least.

"If I were in her shoes," he thought, "I wouldn't study, but 'work' from the earliest legal age. And she must still be 'working' now. She apparently loves it, and if she 'retired', she couldn't ever afford to pay the realty taxes."

"John, could you come here?" she said, and John came to the kitchen. She was shorter than him, and as she bent over the open fridge, he could leer at her gigantic cleavage through her plunging neckline.

"It takes a lot of dexterity to keep her boobs in," he thought, and as he looked at them, he noticed that Laura had rarely donned such garments outdoors, as her breasts were milky white and wrinkleless -- only her face and hair betrayed her age.

"It's inconsistent with the job I was thinking about," he thought, "Moreover, she would have had a lifting thirty years ago. What's her real career?" Laura rose up, rubbed her right breast against his left forearm, and asked him, smiling, "What you're thinking about? I just noticed that I was left without mineral water, and I was going to ask you whether you liked lemonade or orange squash."

He bent his head, tried not to leer at her bosom again (but she laughed at his futile attempt like a teenage maiden), and answered, "Lemonade, please." She rubbed her right breast against him when taking the bottle, and her left one when handing it to him.

He drunk it in the kitchen, and then bade permission to tidy up his room and his clothes. As he was doing that, Laura went to the bathroom and had a shower. Her body was a real marvel, although age had taken its toll: 46' overbust, 32' underbust and hip. She had never been either pregnant or fatty, so there were no stretch marks on her skin. She had often thought that she could sell her body, but all her acquaintances that had taken that career path had advised against it -- it was a bad trade, and she could earn much more with her current profession.

As she was done, she told John that he could have his bath, and he entered the bathroom before she could restock it with towels and shampoo. She had to enter the bathroom while he was in his birthday suit, she noticed that, unlike many Americans, he was uncircumcised, and smiled at him.

He had his bath, donned his pajama, and went to the kitchen.

The table was ready, but Laura told him, "I'd like you to see something in my bedroom before eating," pulled his arm and pressed his elbow against her breast; but John turned the gas stove off before following her.

When in the bedroom, John grinned, as he saw an MD diploma hanging over her king-size bed; she asked him, "Why are you smiling?"

"Because I wondered how could you afford this luxurious building. Now I know."

"Your mother had helped me a lot with building a sizable clientele -- I'm an ob-gyn. That's why I'm now reciprocating."

"I'd like to hear more from you about it, but after dinner," John said and Laura concurred. After dinner, John asked Laura if he could watch a CNN newscast, and she gave him the remote.

But as he searched for the CNN, he came across TF1, which was going to broadcast a movie "Déconseillé aux moins de 10 ans". He was curious to know which kind of movie could be ill-advised for people aged less than 10, so he waited for the movie to start, and in its very first scene it featured a man wildly fucking a woman doggy-style, grabbing her hair as if they were the reins of a mare.

Laura laughed out loud and told John, "Sorry, dear, our standards of decency are really different from yours."

"I'm not complaining, Laura. But I wonder how will I be able to sleep."

"In this case ... would you like to talk business now?"

"Which business?"

"I'm not just a doctor. I also produce sex toys. Some of them are sold by Amazon France."

"The online bookshop?"

"Yes, dear. But I won't show you the website now. Do you remember that your mom asked for four replicas of your reproductive organ?"

"She sent them to you, didn't she?"

"Yes, she did. And I loved them. Literally. I can't now go to bed without them."

"So ... you now want the original in lieu of the replica, don't you?"

"So and so. You're a nice and cute guy, but making love with you means making love with all your body and your soul. You've yet to convince me to do that."

"What did you mean for 'business', then?"

"The casts of your penis could effectively be marketed as sex toys. If you assent, obviously."

"I've never thought to my penis as my best asset."

"It is. By the way, I also publish erotica. Could you write good erotic stories?"

"Why should I do that?"

"Think: when producers want consumers to grow fond of a product, what do they do?"

"Have someone write a screenplay, which becomes a long animated series or a short commercial."

"Right, so the consumers associate the product with a story, and if they love the story they'll also love the product. I don't produce visual porn, and it would be unadvisable for an university student to interpret such a movie, but if you write under a pen name ..."

"I understand. My privacy won't be compromised, and if my stories are successful, they'll increase the dong sales."

"Right. What are you going to study here in Paris?"

"I'm majoring in European and Mediterranean Cultures. Mom said that I was growing too provincial, and the best way to address the problem was to study in either Paris or Istanbul. I can't speak Turkish, so I chose Paris instead."

"So you're going to become a good storyteller. Culture is a story told again and again, every time with small variants, because you either polish it better, or graft elements taken from other stories/cultures into it."

"Right, Laura. But who could inspire me to write good stories?"

Laura didn't answer with words: pressed her J-cup breasts on his shoulder and breast, hugged him, put her lips over his, and convinced him to open his mouth. Her tongue was slick, and aroused John greatly. His tongue danced with hers, while his hands stroke her butt, her hips and her breasts.

Laura unfastened the belt of her negligee, and John felt the heat and smoothness of her naked belly and breasts. Her areolas were dark and wide, and as he fondled them her nipples got erect like his dick, while Laura was lowering his pants and clutching his cock.

She rose on her knees and John removed her briefs, while she was removing her negligee. John then completely undressed, Laura grabbed his cock, squeezed it between her juggs, licked and sucked its tip, and pulled John towards her bed. They didn't even care to turn the TV set off.

Laura laid on the bed, after putting a pillow under her loins, and drove John's prick home. John was in the seventh heaven, as her body was 99% perfect for him (Jane's was 95%), and more seasoned than aged.

Laura must have felt the same, as she came quickly, and came twice before John ejaculated. When John took his dick out, she grabbed it, drank the mix of semen and secretions she could lick out of it, and when she was done she said, "Tasty!"

John thought that he could do the same, so he bent over her and began licking her outer labia, her clit, her inner labia, her vaginal orifice, and even took out a drop of semen that was touching her anus. Laura grabbed his hands and put his palms on her areolas, and came twice again.

Laura hugged John, but John wanted to get to the john.

"Why?" Laura asked.

"Don't you doctors say that peeing after sex is necessary to avoid cystitis?"

"Yes, but why give your precious fluid to the Paris sewers? Let me use it wisely."

John saw her opening a drawer and taking out two casts of his own dick -- made by Jane's dentistry lab.

"You have to insert one into my cunt, lube the other (with silicone oil) and use it to dilate my rectum -- carefully."

John did that -- spit on the first cast, tickled her clit with its tip, licked it again and again until her vagina got wet; so he slowly inserted the dong, and begun throbbing with it -- but Laura stopped him, "Keep this in that position, and work my butt with the other."

John lubed it, inserted some lube into her anus with his forefinger, and began playing with her anus, with his fingers and the dong, while she was fingering herself. So he said, "What if we have a 69? You suck my penis into erection, and I lick your clitoris and keep playing with your butt until it's ready to take my cock in."

Laura accepted, and in a matter of minutes they were ready for sodomy, or better, direct deposit: John lubed his dick, sneaked it into her anus, and after coming again he peed into her rectum.

They hugged for a few minutes, then they went to the john -- Laura sat on the bowl, while John washed his private parts in the bidet, and then helped Laura wash herself.

As they were done, John sucked her boobs; she loved that, but couldn't secrete any milk. John insisted until his dick was erected again and could penetrate Laura. Then they were so tired, that after showering they went to her king-size bed and fell asleep while hugging each other.