Storiesonline.net ------- Bill's Story by Berwick Bob Copyright© 2007 by Berwick Bob ------- Description: Readers of 'Nine Memorable Days' will know that Bill Herschfeldt, the husband of Caroline, left on a business trip to Sydney on the Sunday she met with Justin Robertson to discuss a painting with him. (Chapters seven and eight). This is the story of that five day business trip and is proof that in this case pleasure most definitely comes before business! Codes: MF mf Mf mF ff MM cons bi het inc fath dau safe oral mastrb exhib voy ------- ------- Chapter 1 SUNDAY FEBRUARY 13 2005 8:30AM William (Bill) Herschfeldt took his wife Caroline into his arms as they waited for the taxi that was taking him to Tullamarine airport. "I should be home late Thursday afternoon," he said as he patted her on the bottom and took one of her firm 38C breasts into his hand. Then grinning he added, "Will you be doing any painting while I'm gone?" "You know I will darling. His name is Justin Robertson." responded Caroline as she wiggled in her husband's strong embrace enjoying the feel of his hands on her bottom and her breast. "And he'll also be naked when I paint him and in all probability will also have an erection." "You will of course be having sex with him, won't you?" "Oh Bill REALLY! Now you know better than to ask a question like that. I mean we do have an unspoken agreement don't we. Unless of course you plan to tell me all about what you do in Sydney with those sexy young things when you're not in those business meetings of yours. After all we did decide that what we don't know won't hurt us, didn't we. Especially in the current climate of sexual freedom." It was at that point that a toot of a car horn out the front indicated the arrival of his taxi. Bill gave his wife a last kiss and continued to hold her hand as they walked to the front door. Grabbing hold of his case with his other hand he gave Caroline one last kiss before saying, "Maybe we'll sit down and talk when I get back on Thursday. Would you like that?" Caroline smiled, wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately. "Oh darling you know I would. It's about time Tara and Valerie both got to know the real William Herschfeldt, that fun loving adventurous man I married." "I can't promise anything darling but I can promise to try. Who knows maybe one day I might let you paint that picture of me that you've wanted to do for so long so that you can hang it alongside the picture of you reclining on our three-seater couch." Caroline gave him a very ladylike giggle and patted his bottom. "Then I'd know you've changed. But that's for later, we can't have you missing your flight now can we?" She stepped back and adjusted her dressing gown so that there wasn't a chance of anyone, especially the taxi driver, discovering that she was nude beneath it. Bill walked out to the taxi and placed his case in the boot before indicating to the driver standing between the front and rear doors of the passenger side that he would sit in the front passenger seat. After the driver had opened the front passenger door he sat down and after closing the door used the button on the doorhandle to open the automatic window so he could lean out to kiss Caroline who had bent forward expectantly. "Bye darling," he said as he kissed her. "And I promise, we will talk." He continued to wave until he was out of sight of his wife near the end of their street, Hawke Street. Realising that he hadn't had any breakfast he asked the driver to go through the drive-thru of the local McDonalds A couple of minutes later they were following a white van and a four wheel drive through the drive-thru. When the taxi driver pulled up at the window and ordered the bacon and egg macmuffin meal and the large juice he'd told him he wanted Bill found himself just staring. At the window was a topless girl wearing just a bow tie with a name tag that said Tina. At first he thought she may have been naked but when, after he had passed the money to the driver to hand to her, he saw her momentarily leave her seat he realised that she was wearing French cut yellow panties that matched her bow tie. As they pulled out of the fast food restaurant and began the long journey to the airport Bill turned to the driver Steven. He had noted on his taxi licence, posted as per the law in a prominent place above and to the left of the driver, that his name was Steven Byrne. After he had taken a small bite of his hash brown he couldn't help but ask the driver who looked as if he was in his middle to late fifties, "Steven, how long have they been... er... dressed, or should I say undressed like that at McDonald's restaurants? The driver thought for a moment before he answered his passenger. "Oh since the end of November. What's that make it, about two and a half months." He laughed. "You know I think every time my grandchildren stay with Marge, that's my wife, and me, they are always after going to McDonalds. Especially the boys." "So does that mean that Marge doesn't join you?" asked Bill as he finished his hash brown and took a sip of his orange juice. He grinned. "Oh no she comes too. At our McDonalds they have a small section where young men serve dressed in small briefs that are tight enough to highlight their..." He hesitated. "To highlight their physiques." Bill laughed. "My wife would be love the idea. She's a big fan of the human body, she paints nudes all the time and I think she would like nothing better than sitting in a McDonalds and painting some of those gorgeous young people." Steven Byrne thought for a moment. "Excuse me for asking but something about your name seemed familiar. Is your wife's name Caroline, the woman that had that exhibition that was forced to close down a few years ago courtesy of some very narrow minded people who thankfully no longer have a say in such things? "I only ask because my wife managed to buy a copy of that picture of a mother and her two children, a boy and a girl. It was the one where the mother was seated on a couch naked with her legs spread so that her equally naked children could occupy a knee each. "It seemed that people were offended because not only could the mother's genitals be clearly seen but also those of the young teenage children." The taxi driver glanced briefly at Bill before continuing. "It was also rumoured they were upset because they were both resting their head on their mother's shoulders while they each had a hand cupping a breast and because the painting was purported to be of an actual family. Was that true?" Bill didn't hesitate. "Yes it was. I did meet the family, and you wouldn't get four nicer people. Now the father didn't want to be in the picture but he had no objection to his wife and children being painted in that manner or to the picture being hung in Caroline's exhibition. He even had no objection to copies of the picture going on sale, he said the idea of a picture of his beautiful wife and children naked hanging up in someone's home was wonderful." "And do you still keep in contact?" asked the driver. "Not as much as we would have liked because the father's job took him back to England where he was born. The family had to leave not long after the fuss of the exhibition's closure and we haven't seen them since. Caroline though stays in contact and should we find ourselves in England at any time during the next few years she says that we will definitely have a place to stay." That seemed to end the conversation for a while and Bill sat back as the cab turned onto the freeway. They might not be holding a conversation but the driver's talk about his family and the mention of that wonderful mother and her son and daughter and their loving husband and father had certainly given him pause to think. And think he did. As he had long suspected his wife's name was for people to put two and two together when he introduced himself. He had used the excuse of his wife being so well known for her paintings and the fiasco of her exhibition to distance himself from her hobby, but he was beginning to think he was wrong. The 'Sexual Freedom Charter' was no flash in the pan and it was most assuredly changing people's opinions and ideals about nudity and sex. Maybe, just maybe he should change along with it." His mind drifted to the picture of Caroline naked and lounging on the three-seater couch in the formal lounge room and picture of him she wanted to paint to hang next to hers. Fortunately she was insisting that in that picture his cock would be flaccid. Up until now he had steadfastly refused to pose for such a picture. Indeed he had consistently refused to become involved in any pictures thinking that with those changing attitudes towards sexuality that Caroline might decide to display any picture of him at the exhibition that was being planned or sell it to that massage parlour that had hired her to paint a series of pictures for them. That was also why he had refused to pose for the picture of him she said she wanted to hang in their bedroom. It was a picture of him naked and with a full-blown erection that she said would be just for them. Of course that wasn't true, he knew that her family, especially her two younger sisters Valerie and Tina, were frequent visitors to their bedroom. And why wouldn't they be, after all both of her sisters featured naked in pictures that hung up in their bedroom along with that one of her wonderful late grandfather. Suddenly Bill realised that his views were now completely old-fashioned and hardly akin to societies new ideals. Bill decided that he would let things take care of themselves when he got back. For now he had business meetings to worry about and a favourite family to visit. He settled back closed his eyes and told the driver to wake him when they got to the airport. ------- Apart from the summery dress of the girls, the flimsier skirts and the increased prevalence of very short skirts that revealed how often young and attractive females failed to wear underwear, Bill noticed a number of changes on the Qantas flight he was travelling to Sydney on. This was his first business trip since the middle of November last year when he was in Sydney from Sunday the fourteenth to Friday the nineteenth and he hadn't flown since so some of those changes were, to him, quite stunning. The first change was the uniform of the female flight attendants, there were no male attendants on this trip. The blouse they wore was of a sheer and very light red and was in the design of the airline's kangaroo logo and left the whole of the back bare. It's tail rested at middle of her right shoulder while the body crossed her breasts leaving the right one nearly bare with just the nipple covered and the left breast covered from the areola down. The base of the body that curved back up to the Kangaroo's head at her hips was pinned by a name badge that drew attention to a very brief bright red skirt. it was pinned at the point where it wrapped around her hips in a low slung fashion while the powerful single leg that completed the blouse and the airline's logo rested on the outside of her skirt against her right thigh. Apart from those two garments the female flight attendant's only other items of clothing were three-inch red stilettos and G-strings the same colour as the skirt that could be clearly seen when the attendant performed their various duties attending to the passengers. The second major change was the familiarity allowed between flight attendants and the passengers and between passengers on those domestic routes. Qantas and the other Australian carriers that had also adopted brief revealing uniforms had yet to introduce such uniforms or easy familiarity on their international routes. And as if proof was needed a very attractive flight attendant with shoulder length dark hair and a shapely figure was about to serve Bill the orange juice he had ordered and was showing off her very attractive G-string clad bottom in the process. The flight attendant, her name was Suzette Peterson, had just begun pouring when a young man from across the aisle leaned over and placed his head right next to the left cheek of her bottom. Looking up at her he asked, "Permission to place my hand on, and kiss the cheek of, your delightful bottom." The attendant stopped pouring, looked back and saw that she had the attention of a number of the passengers. She noted that most of the men, adult and teenagers alike, and, if she was any judge, some of the women and teenage girls as well were more than a little interested in the progress of the young man. "What's your name?" she asked him finally. "Ian Beatty." "Well, Ian Beatty," said the flight attendant, "that really is rather a presumptuous question. Here I am pouring this man a drink and you have the cheek to ask if you can touch and kiss my bottom." Bill watched the young man go red in the face and lean back, watched as Suzette Peterson finished pouring his juice and then watched as she held her position while looking back at the tall, handsome young man. She finally wiggled her bottom at him as she looked back at him. "The answer Ian, is yes. Yes you can place your hands on and kiss my bottom. I'm afraid though that it can only be for a few seconds as I have other passengers to serve." She smiled at him. "And who knows some of them might want to handle the merchandise too." The flight attendant looked at Bill then. "Permission to place my head in your lap sir?" "Please call me Bill, Suzette. And yes, you most certainly can place your head on my lap." He grinned. "Though I doubt that you'll it a very soft pillow." She smiled, "My favourite type of pillow... Bill," and immediately placed her head right on his cock that had hardened considerably once her bottom had come into view and had become the main topic of discussion and looked up into his eyes as she arched her back and thrust her bottom out prominently. Bill looked down into Suzette Peterson's eyes as he used the muscles of his cock to wiggle it as her head rested light on his groin just as Ian Beatty placed his hands on the attendants near naked bottom and pressed his lips to her left cheek. The effect of that was to make her rub her head lightly along the length of his cock. "Uuummmm! That is SO nice." She wiggled her bottom as the young man continued to kiss her bottom. "I just wish I had more time." She turned her head and looked back at Ian Beatty before she pressed her head back on his cock and looked back up at him. "For both of you!" "Well I've got plenty of time," said an attractive young lady with ash blonde hair from the row behind Ian Beatty. She pushed her way out from between an elderly grey haired man and a buxom woman who looked to be in her late thirties and introduced herself. "My name is Emma Whitman and if you'd like to do more than just put your hands on my naked 17-year-old bottom," and she lifted her skirt to prove the fact, "well I'm willing!" "And so am I," said a thirtyish woman that Bill hadn't really taken any notice of before and who had the window seat on the other side of the middle aged man seated next to him. The man's eyes, Bill had noticed, had hardly left Suzette Peterson's breasts, especially the left one, the nipple of which had popped into view. "I also think that a man shouldn't be left in such a state and that it is a lady's job to make sure that he is taken care of." She grinned at both the middle aged man and at Bill. "And like Emma here I am also willing to help out." "Cool," said the young lady. Turning to Suzette who was now standing and was about to push her cart on down the aisle she added, "I don't suppose that we're allowed to satisfy them from our seats?" "Sorry," said the dark haired flight attendant, "things haven't become quite that progressive. However there is a partitioned off area next to us that is designed for just that purpose. If you head to the rear of the plane you'll see a sign on a door that says 'Sexual Playroom — 13 Plus Only Allowed'. In there you'll find all you'll need including condoms, wash cloths and towels and tissues. One of our female attendants is on the door and if she deems it necessary an ID will need to be produced." She smiled. "Not that that will be necessary for any of you." And she quickly moved her cart down between the next two aisles. Bill watched with the middle aged man and the woman as the girl took Ian Beattie's hand and headed in that direction before she stopped a few yards further down. Looking at the woman, the middle aged man and Bill in turn she said, "Well are you coming?" "Eventually," giggled the woman as she pushed her way to the aisle, leant over and grabbed Bill and the middle aged man's hand, "Eventually!" ------- Chapter 2 After a whispered question of the attendant from woman she opened the door to the room and Bill saw three couches firmly attached to the floor and three mattresses. Turning to the four people who had moved into the room with him he held out his hand. "William Herschfeldt... er... Bill," he said as the door was secured behind them. And so introductions were made. The middle aged man's name was Raymond Douglas and the woman introduced herself as Louisa Santini while the young man and the teenage girl confirmed their names as Ian Beatty and Emma Whitman. Emma had, of course, refused to shake the guys hands choosing to hug and kiss them instead. "I mean fuck!" she said quite bluntly. "Haven't I just shown you all my pussy, and aren't I going to be having at least three cocks, hopefully big ones, stuck up there and down my throat!" "Yes I'm right with you on that one young lady," said Louisa. "I've just been to Melbourne to see some of my family and my husband said if I didn't get on good terms with at least one dick on the way up and another on the way back I would get a severe spanking from him and my twin 14-year-old boys and my 13-year-old daughter. Well I managed to get two on the trip to Melbourne," she turned to Bill and Ian and Raymond in turn, "and it looks like I'm going to go one better on the way back." She reached for the buttons of the blouse she was wearing. "I just have one teensy-weensy problem." When she realise that the three guys were all waiting expectantly she reached into the pocket of the knee length skirt she was wearing and pulled out a small digital camera. "The flight attendants all said that they had no problems with me using my camera in here. I need some photographic evidence for husband and children, you know, like documentary proof of my slutty behaviour." A smile lit up her face as she turned to Bill and the other two guys. "That would be okay if photos were taken of me with my lips wrapped around your cocks wouldn't it? Of course your faces don't have to be in the photos if you don't want them to be. I just hope that your cocks look different enough." Well you can leave my face in the photo," said Ian Beattie as he moved to Emma Whitman and pulled her T-shirt from the waistband of her skirt and eased it up over her shoulders and her up stretched arms until he was able to deposit it on the floor next to one of the mattresses. "Yeah me too," giggled Emma. "I think I like the idea of other people seeing pictures of me sixty-nining a guy I've just met." "You know you've got really nice tits," commented Ian as he returned to the task at hand and eyed off a pair of perfect looking breasts in a soft rose coloured lacy bra." Spotting the front catch he quickly undid it, pulled the cups from each flawless breast and placed the bra on top of the T-shirt before reaching for the catch and zipper of her skirt which, a matter of seconds later, joined her T-shirt and bra on the floor beside the mattress leaving the slim 17-year-old with delectable curves and a pussy as bald as a billiard ball, completely naked. "And you've also got a really pretty pussy." Bill watched the teenaged Emma reach for the young man's clothes and watched her strip him quickly as a glance across to Louisa told him that her blouse was gone and that Raymond Douglas was on his knees about to complete the removal of her skirt. "No, plenty of time for me," he heard the young man say as she took his cock in hand and moved her open mouth towards it. "For the moment I'd like to concentrate on you," and he lay her down on the mattress and knelt beside her. Bill was taking in the delights of Louisa Santini's slim but oh so sexy body when he heard Emma's response. "Ooh, my boyfriend never treats me like this." "In that case then," responded the young man as Bill moved behind Louisa to undo her lacy black bra while Raymond began to ease her panties over her hips, "he's obviously never had his mother teach him the finer point of pleasing a woman," he grinned, "or a girl. Especially one as pretty as you." "I guess it's good that I've got a family that dotes on me then, isn't it." And she spread her legs slightly and indicated the lack of hair on her pussy. "Mummy shaved me this morning while grandpa watched. She said I should always started a new term at uni with a freshly shaved cunt. What do you think?" Ian Beattie slid a hand between her legs and lightly stroked her pussy lips with his fingers and her hairless mound with his thumb. "I think I like bald cunts," he said with a grin while gently massaging her breasts with his other hand and leaning forward to kiss her on the lips. Bill watched Ian Beattie and Emma Whitman for a few more seconds before he realise that the camera was being thrust into his hands. "First things first," said Louisa grinning, "that is if you can drag your eyes away from the couple over there," where it could be now seen that Emma had won her little battle to give as good as she was getting. They had decided to adopted a sixty nine position with Emma on top. And that gave Louisa pause for thought. She took the camera back from Bill and on getting the young couple's attention asked, "Do the two of you mind if I take a photo?" They didn't have to answer, the smiles on their faces was answer enough. "Thank you, both of you." After taking a photo number of photos from different angles including a couple of real close-ups of Emma with half of Ian Beattie's cock in her mouth and another one of Ian's tongue working on the shiny slit of Emma Whitman's pussy Louisa handed the camera back to Bill. "Ready," she said to Raymond Douglas who had taken the opportunity to undress and reveal a somewhat chubby physique on what looked to be a frame of around five foot nine and a cock of average length but more than average thickness. She got to her knees as Douglas stood and took an exploratory taste by running her tongue around the cock head and over the piss slit that was leaking pre-cum. "Ooh yummy," she said with a smile, "I hope your spunk tastes this good!" Bill, who was still dressed, looked up into the eyes of Raymond Douglas, or rather he would have done if they had been open. As it was they were closed as Louisa Santini began to take his cock deeper and deeper until suddenly he was in her throat and she was lips to pubic hair with him. "In or out Raymond?" Bill finally asked. When the middle aged man with the greyish brown hair finally opened his eyes and looked at him with a confused and slightly blank expression Bill had to repeat the question. "Oh in, definitely in." He then looked quickly down at the woman. "Don't suppose you could post me a copy so that I could show my bitch of an ex-wife?" Bill, who had quickly undressed, watched Louisa slide off the man's cock, give it one last lick and then look up at him. "Do you have a computer, are you on the net?" When he answered positively she added, "Well how about I send you not one but several pictures of us fucking and sucking and of me naked doing unspeakable things to myself. Do you think your ex would like that?" He grinned. "That'd be awesome." He reached forward and ran a finger between the lips of her pussy. "Can we fuck you now?" he asked as he knelt to join her. "I mean we don't have that much time on an hour and twenty minute flight." "Of course we can," said Louisa Santini with a grin. "First things first though I need a photo of me sucking the cock of Bill here." Looking up she asked, "Would you like your face to appear in the photo or not? And would you like me to send you some copies?" Bill thought about the discussion he'd had with Caroline and thought that maybe, just maybe evidence of such a sexual fling might not be a bad thing. And anyway once they were emailed he could quickly place them in a password protected folder. He was also confident that if she saw a photo of him intimately joined with Louisa Santini that she would simply find a use for the picture and find a way of using it to encourage more open behaviour when he was home, something he was already considering. "Yes," he said finally. "Yes to both questions." Barely two seconds later the camera was snatched out of his hands and handed to Raymond Douglas before Louisa knee-walked over to Bill, took his cock in her hand, lined up it and her throat and proceeded to swallow every one of Bill's thick 81⁄2-inch cock. Seeing Douglas with the camera Bill looked right at the lens and smiled, which wasn't very hard to do considering that this wonderful, and extremely pretty, brunette with a slim but attractive figure was slowly and sensuously fucking her face on his cock. Eventually she took her mouth off his cock and lay back on the couch with her legs spread and indicated to Douglas and the camera. "Take some photos of me, Raymond," she told him, "and then you can decide who's going to fuck me and whose cock I'm going to suck." The decision was made quickly and without any discussion. Bill made room to allow the middle-aged Douglas to take the requested photos. At first he just leant forward from the end of the couch and pointed the camera up her naked body taking in all of her feminine delights, but then he took up a position on the very end of the couch between Louisa Santini's spread legs and took a close up picture of her flowering, and about to be fucked, pussy while making sure her face could be clearly seen in the background. From there he took photos of her small but perfectly formed breasts and the lecherous smile that indicated just how rampantly horny she was. Not that that was the only indication. No, the puffy flesh of her labia and her pointed nipples was just as much a giveaway. Bill, of course, was keen to be first to sheath his cock into her welcoming pussy, however, letting Raymond Douglas take up that position on the couch was Bill's mistake. He could do nothing but watch as Douglas, having somehow, without him noticing, covered his hard-on with a condom, knee-walked along the couch, lifting Louisa Santini's legs as he went until her legs were on his shoulders and the bulbous head of his cock was between the flesh of her labia majora. Seconds later at Louisa's urging Douglas had every inch of his average sized penis housed in her welcoming pussy. "Now THAT'S where a cock belongs!" cried Louisa Santini as she pressed her arms into the cushions of the couch and pushed her hips up to meet Douglas's brutal thrusts. And then she looked at Bill and indicated her mouth. "While you're waiting you could always fuck my mouth." She grinned at him. "Treat it like a cunt if you want." Bill looked at the woman for a split second, that was hardly what he'd expected her to say. Even so it was only a split second before he moved towards where the woman had her turned to the side, facing the direction from which he, and his huge erection, would arrive. His erection was thrusting out proudly and he was just about to position himself ready to carry out her requests when she stopped him. "Better grab a condom," she said pointing to one of several boxes that were on a fixed table between two of the couches. Grinning she added, "You never know you might need it sooner than later!" Bill shrugged his shoulders and moved to get a condom noting as he did so crease lines on Raymond Douglas's forehead. To him this indicated that he was struggling. He quickly grabbed one of the rubbers and after taking a quick glance at Emma and Ian and noting that Beattie was thrusting his condom covered cock into her pussy with youthful enthusiasm moved back to Louisa. Kneeling he placed the tip of his cock between her open lips and pushed forward until the head touched the entrance to her throat. He noted then that the angle of her head changed just slightly. It was the only sign he needed and he pushed into her throat until she had swallowed all of him. And then he heard it! "I'M COMING! FUCK IT I'M COMING!!" Bill kept a watch on Raymond Douglas as he increased the speed of his thrusts. Finally he saw him pull a limp condom covered penis from Louisa Santini's pussy. It had a small amount of semen in the well at the bottom as he pulled it off, wrapped it in a tissue and disposed of it. Quickly taking Douglas's place Bill slid the condom down the length of his slick cock, placed it at the entrance to her pussy and began to slide it home as he lay on top of the woman and took most of his weight on arms that were bent at the elbows. This allowed his chest to press against her breasts and two very erect nipples to make little indentations in his skin. He began to fuck her then moving his hips as he did so, so that the shaft of his penis would continuously come into contact with her clit. He looked around then as he began to up the tempo and couldn't help but smile. Raymond Douglas had been about to clean himself up when Emma Whitman moved to him on hands and knees and snatched away the wash cloth he had been about to use. "Oh no you don't," she said, "I've got a better way of cleaning up your cock. And she quickly swallowed him whole as Ian Beattie slammed back into her pussy doggy style. And that was how the little session in the 'Sexual Playroom' finished up. Bill timed his climax into the condom as he fucked Louisa perfectly and so did Ian after Raymond Douglas begged off after he'd been expertly cleaned up saying that unfortunately he only had one in him in the short time available to them. The timing was just about perfect. Louisa had got the picture of her giving Ian a blowjob and she had then helped Emma clean up Ian and Bill before they returned the favour. And they were dressing, or at least Bill and Louisa were, when Suzette Peterson poked her head around the door and said that it was nearly time for them to take their seats. When Suzette disappeared out of the room Bill turned to Emma. "What not getting dressed Emma?" "Oh eventually," she said as she picked up her clothes, "but I promised mum and grandpa that I would go back out there naked and with a freshly fucked gleam in my eye." Ian Beattie looked at her then. "You mean that that old man and the sexy looking older woman are... ? That is they're..." "My grandpa and my mother." She giggled. "I told you that mummy shaved my cunt this morning while grandpa Ronald watched." She absently toyed with her pussy and slid a finger between the pouting lips. "What I didn't tell you was that grandpa fucked me afterwards so he'd know what a bald pussy felt like." She grinned. "You know I fucking love this new 'Sexual Freedom Charter', especially the going naked bit and the freedom of incest part of it." She headed to the door and wiggled her bottom as she did so. "Well! Are you coming?" she asked as she opened it and walked out bold as brass. Bill and Louisa and Raymond Douglas all looked at each other. But it was Ian who was standing a little in front of them who spoke for all of them. "Makes you want to go to uni doesn't it?" All Bill and the other two could do was laugh. They walked out of the room and saw as they headed towards their seats that Emma Whitman hadn't bothered to get dressed and was sitting in her seat explaining how great the sex had been to her grandfather, her mother who was now occupying Ian Beattie's seat and anyone else who was listening. Emma Whitman patted the vacant seat next to her. "Come on Ian," she said with a grin, "sit next to me and I'm all yours. I'll walk out of the airport in Sydney with you stark naked. Travel with me to the campus of Sydney University and help me settle in and you can fuck me and my roommate all night." She grinned. "Interested?" Ian Beattie didn't answer he just sat down, at which point all those around him cheered including her mother and grandfather. Bill looked at Louisa and Raymond Douglas in turn and laughed. "Nice to see that someone else is going to have an interesting time in Sydney." He laughed. "So you have plans to put that talented cock of yours to good use William?" asked Louisa. "I mean it would be such a waste if you didn't, pussies deserve to be fucked by a cock of your proportions." "Oh yes Louisa," responded William as the pilot announced that they were preparing to land, "I certainly do plan to put it to good use." He smiled. "You know what they say about all work and no play. Well there is definitely going to be plenty of play over the next four days." ------- Chapter 3 "Come on Bill you gotta tell us, who is she? For as long as we've been coming on these trips to Sydney, which has been just over four years now, you've been slipping off to this place on the North Shore and you've never stayed at the hotel with us. Come on, she or they have to be very special." Charlie Martin, a tall middle aged man of average build with receding grey hair, was the first of the other three guys sitting in the restaurant of the four star hotel near Kings Cross to ask the question Bill Herschfeldt had been anticipating. The three men were all reps from interstate branches of the national electronics company Bill worked for and were regulars at these Sydney seminars. Charlie was the Queensland Rep. The second of the three men took his turn. "Yes come on Bill, surely we can convince you to come with us tonight, give whatever it is you do, wherever it is you go a miss for just one night? Come on, we'll take in a meal, a show and a little late night activity," Ivan Matheson the Tasmanian representative from Hobart took a drink of his Tooheys draft and shrugged his shoulders as he looked his long time interstate business associate in the eye and winked, "if you know what I mean." "Sorry big guy," said Bill. And Bill wasn't joking. At six foot tall and with a solid build and two hundred pounds of muscle Bill looked fierce with his shock of black hair, but compared to Ivan who was a man mountain he was almost insignificant. Ivan was in his late thirties, more than six and a half foot tall, around half as wide and weighed nearly two hundred and sixty pounds. His mass of thick dark brown hair and the bushy beard made him look even more intimidating and it wasn't until you got to know him that you realised he was the gentlest of souls. "But you can give all the girls one for me," continued Bill. That thought almost brought a smile to Bill's face, as a picture came unbidden into his mind about Ivan. It was one that often occurred to him. Just how did those poor girls manage with Ivan Matheson's two hundred and sixty pound frame pounding away on top of them and his thick 10-inch cock brutally pumping away in their pussies? "All right Bill," responded Ivan, "but don't expect us to believe that you won't be poking a pussy somewhere in Sydney." Bill held his arms out and spread his palms in an upward direction as if telling his friends to believe what they wanted to believe. Then he turned his attention to the ash-blonde Jimmy Mackellar. Being the youngest of the quartet at 34 Jimmy was also the shortest at five foot six as well as the skinniest and the quietest. He was also someone who could be relied on for sensible behaviour and being a non-drinker he was sipping on an orange juice. Turning to Jimmy Bill said, "Keep the guys out of trouble Jimmy and I'll see you at the first seminar tomorrow afternoon." "I'll do my best Billy boy, you know that." He took a sip of his orange juice. "But who's going to keep you out of trouble?" He grinned. "Me!" They separated in the foyer, and while Charlie, Ivan and Jimmy headed to the taxi rank and the lights and action of Sydney's night-life Bill went to the desk to inquire about the hire car he'd ordered for the drive out to the North Shore home of the White family. ------- Bill pulled into the sloping driveway that ran to the right of the two-tier landscaped garden. Getting out of the car he let himself in through the door at the side and walked straight into a kitchen bigger than some peoples back yards. From there he moved through the dining room to an open doorway and three steps that led to a sunken lounge room. On a red velvet couch on his left was a thirty-one-year-old blonde lady who greeted him with a cheery wave. She had tucked her legs under a trim backside that curved down nicely to a great pair of legs, the tight black mini skirt she was wearing rode so high her white lace panties were on view. The tight fitting white blouse she was wearing had the top two buttons undone giving him a tantalising glimpse of her generous breasts. He'd seen them many times of course, this was the fifth of his regular visits to this large North Shore home since that unfortunate incident in February of 2001 outside of a bar near the hotel that his three friends still stayed at. The woman in question was being bothered by three louts until Bill weighed in with his considerable strength, knowledge of fighting and minor martial arts skills to make them back away. Of course Bill had found himself invited back to her home as a reward and had been a more than welcome visitor ever since. The woman's name was Sally White and apart from her the only other person in the room was her daughter Sandy who also looked at him and smiled. Sandra White had been ten at the time of that incident and like her mother, who liked sex to the point of almost being a nymphomaniac and exposing her statuesque 38D-24-37 physique, she too loved sex and showing off. Of course she hadn't been able to participate until last year by which time she'd turned 13 — she was 14 now — but she had been allowed to strip naked as she sat and watched. So under the circumstances it was no surprise when the White family applauded the introduction of the 'Sexual Freedom Charter. Neither was it a surprise when, with Sally's many years experience as a nude model and Sandra's recent debut as a lingerie model, both mother and daughter won roles in an 'R-rated (formerly XXX) adult drama slash soapie called 'Friends and Neighbours'. It was a fully explicit sexual TV show for viewers thirteen and over. The auditions had of course required them to perform sexually in a crowded studio setting while surrounded by other possible cast members and the film crew. Mother and daughter, as would be expected, both passed with flying colours and were hired immediately for the mother and daughter roles of one the two main families. Sandy was the first to move. She walked over to the tall physically imposing man with black hair who was leaning against the corner of the wall. "You can't hide something like that Uncle Willy." She undid the leather belt and the button, slid the zip down and looked up at him as she licked her lips in wanton fashion. She held the trousers up momentarily before allowing them to drop to the floor. His shoes were slip-ons and came off just as easily as the slacks. Then she looked at the bulge in his underpants, patted it in friendly fashion and looked at her mother. "Be my guest Mother, daddy should be home in a minute." Sally got up and walked over to 'Uncle Willy' as her daughter helped him out of his shirt. She grabbed both sides of his underpants and pulled them down, allowing him to step out of them before she began to suck on his penis. "Uummm, I think I like you better sitting down honey, I seem to be able to take more of you that way." Sitting him down on the couch Sally got to her knees and began to work her way down the length of his throbbing shaft as her daughter removed her wrap around skirt, her panties, and her runners and socks, stepped onto the couch and with Bills help straddled his shoulders pushing her slit into his face. They were still in this position with Bill shooting his load while still sucking on Sandy's vagina when Peter White walked in. "Hey Bill!" he said smiling broadly. "When you can get your cock and your mouth away from my wife and my daughter's cunts I've got a little something for you, and her name is Susan Johnson." Peter White watched his wife pull back after swallowing Bill's cum and his daughter remove her cunt from his mouth sat his tall solidly built frame down before pulling the young girl he'd brought with him onto his lap and kissing her while his hand found its way between her legs. Bill took the opportunity then to examine the girl Peter had brought home. He decided that she couldn't be much older than Sandy, maybe fifteen or sixteen. She was ideal, with long shiny black hair, a clear pink complexion and a slim figure with smallish tits and lovely long legs. He smiled at the girl who giggled in response and then he turned to Peter. "Peter she looks perfect." He grinned in response. "She is. Believe me when I say that she has been by far the most popular girl at the parlour." The parlour was 'Garden Of Eden' and it just happened to be the massage parlour that Bill's wife Caroline was painting some pictures for to replace the old-fashioned prints that currently occupied the walls. That arrangement of course was courtesy of Bill though Caroline didn't as yet know it. Things moved swiftly after that, Sandy and Susan Johnson undressed each other while Peter stepped up, undressed his wife and began to fuck her up the backside. 'Uncle Willy', who sometimes needed to assuage his voyeuristic needs, just sat on a stall at the bar with a bottle of whisky and as always had a glass in one hand and his penis in the other. The first fuck, hand-job, or in this case blowjob from Sally was important, it enabled him to last longer while he watched the show. Sometimes he watched the girls anxiously, in this case it was Sandra and Susan, not wanting to miss a thing because he wanted to climax quicker. Other times he allowed his mind to wander because he wanted the pleasurable sensations to last. Tonight was one of the other times and he began to think about Sally and her life history from aged eighteen as she'd told it to him on a night that Sandy had been out of town on an assignment modelling lingerie and Peter had been at the 'Garden Of Eden'. ------- Sally Wilkinson had been walking through the food court of a local shopping centre when this man had started takin photos of her with a camera with some kind of enormous lens and hadn't known why. Sally had at first tried to ignore him and when he'd walked up to speak to her she had told him to go fuck himself. And he had, at first. But then she'd gone into one of her favourite dress shops to try on a dress she'd had her eye on but hadn't been able to afford. She had gone into to try on and had come out at the insistence of the young girl who was serving her so that she could adjust the fit. It was then that she had seen him again. He was taking photos of her wearing the dress that she knew she couldn't afford. And then the man had spoken to the girl. "What do you think Mandy?" the man had asked of the young shop assistant. "Mere money shouldn't be a barrier to such a beautiful young lady wearing a dress that looks so good on her. Not when she is so photogenic." "Huh!" had been all Sally had been able to manage in response to the man who had been following her around the shopping centre snapping her picture. "Tell you what," he had said as he walked up to her. "I'm guessing that you are a student and that you are habitually short of money. So here's what I'm prepared to do. I'll buy you that dress and a couple more that I think will look good on you as well as some skirts and tops and some lingerie." He had smiled. "All you have to do is model them for me." Sally had exploded at that point figuring that his only interest was sexual. "So what are you?" she had asked. "Are you someone rich pervert who gets his rocks off buying girls clothes and having her model them before she fucks you as payment?" In her mind she had liked the idea, at eighteen she was already aware that sex and exhibitionism was going to play a large part in her life but she liked it to be on her terms so she looked him in the eye and said, "Do you want to know what I think mister... er... mister..." "Curtis Forsyth." He smiled. "But you can call me Curt." "Are you serious?" Sally hadn't recognised the face but she sure as hell had recognised the name and that had made her take a closer look at the face. "Oh my god it is you. I read Angel magazine all the time and I love the work you do with those models, especially those tasteful nude shots." She had smiled nervously. "But those girls they're really stunning, so beautiful, so sensual and yet so elegant." Sally of course hadn't allowed herself to believe that was in the class of any of those girls, that she was in any way special and that had been what prompted her to say, "Why me?" ------- Bill brought his mind back to the present and the scene being played out in front of him. Peter White had Sally on her back on the couch, her legs over his shoulder, his shaft was still deeply embedded in her bottom and he was giving her rectum an enormous pounding. She however had more than that on her mind as he saw that she'd found a plastic penis which she was using to screw herself to a climax. Sandy and Susan Johnson were busy sixty-nining each other on the thick rug on the floor. He reflected momentarily on the daughter as he continued to masturbate unhurriedly. It was no surprise that she had turned out the way she had with a mother like Sally and a father like Peter setting such a shameless example. ------- "Why not you?" Curt Forsyth had asked in turn. "Look, if you're an avid reader of the magazine then you'll remember a girl that first appeared in last Octobers edition. She had the most incredible red hair and green eyes. She could have been a dead spit for a young Rita Hayworth." Of course Sally had known immediately. "How could I forget," she had said. "Georgia Raines, former part time model and now Hollywood superstar. And she still tells the story about who gave her that first break and where she was... FUCK!" Curt had grinned. "Precisely. That story about me finding her in a shopping centre in Bondi was the Gods honest truth. So miss, if you will just go back in that changing room and change out of that dress and put it with the other clothes that Leanne--" he indicated the shop assistant "--has for you to pose in for me." Of course she had hesitated so he had argued, quite reasonably, that she had nothing to lose. "Come on," he had insisted, "think about it. What have you got to lose?" He had smiled then. "And if you need any more insurance I should tell you that my wife of fifteen years will be there to help with the make-up and my younger sister will also be there to help with the camera and props." "Well under the circumstances," Sally had said, "how can I refuse?" ------- Bringing his mind back to the present Bill watched as Sally continued to take her husbands cock, it was ploughing into her anus at the same furious rate as she was shafting herself with the dildo. On the rug Sandy had managed to get hold of another plastic penis and was happily fucking herself with it while Susan Johnson sat on her face having her cunt licked. Enjoying the scenes Bill slowed down his masturbation and allowed his mind to drift back to the story Sally had told her. ------- That first session had been everything Curt had promised. He was professional and courteous, but most of all he was charming as were his wife and sister. And all Sally's worries about being rushed into nude modelling before she was ready had all been for nought. He had posed her in all the dresses and skirts and tops he had purchased for her and had then shown her some early proofs before he gave her a choice as to whether or not she wanted to pose in the underwear he had also bought. It had turned out to be no choice at all. Curtis Forsyth's reputation as a gentleman photographer with the utmost discretion and respect where his models were concerned had been well earned. From the moment Sally had said yes and begun posing in the very revealing lingerie Curt had chosen she felt completely comfortable and totally at ease with her near nudity. Not that that was really much of a surprise to her, she had never been afraid of her heightened sexuality and neither had she been afraid of her body. To her its effect on most men and more than a few women was something to revel in rather than to fear. This more than anything was the reason she had so willingly taken the next step, the step that would ultimately find her appearing in the magazine in the section for the most promising newcomers. It was then that Bill had begun the question and answer session while Sally had sat on his lap with his prick embedded in her pussy. His first question would have seemed silly now but it had been perfectly serious then. 'What was it like the first time you posed nude for the camera?' he had asked. 'Pretty scary', she had responded. 'As nice as Curt and his wife and sister were and as professional as the crew were and even with all of my exhibitionistic tendencies it was still difficult to pose naked in front of so many people. 'What was it like the first time you saw yourself naked in 'Angel' Bill had asked. 'I couldn't believe it was me', Sally had responded. 'I was eighteen and new... and naïve And if it had been anybody but Curt I might have found myself in too deep'. She had smiled then. 'Thankfully though it was Curt and the response to my photo spread was immediate and incredible'. 'So what happened next? Bill had asked. Sally had giggled then. 'Oh I think you know the answer to that, William Herschfeldt' she had responded. 'Playboy, Penthouse, two Sports Illustrated swimsuit editions and several Penthouse and Playboy soft porn films. Most of them after I met and married Peter on the set of my first Penthouse feature and after Sandra was born in 1991. Of course while I continued to model and make soft porn Peter began the business that became the upmarket massage parlour that is now the 'Garden Of Eden'. ------- Bill turned back to the scene in front of him, and what he saw left him stunned. Peter was occupying his wife's position on his back on the couch and was holding his legs in the air while his wife Sally was squatting over his face, rubbing her pussy against his mouth, shafting his arse with her dildo and sucking on his cock. In all the time he'd known them he had never seen Peter with anything up his arse. What stunned him more though was that Peter was clearly enjoying it, and he himself found it more stimulating than he would be prepared to admit. ------- Chapter 4 "Hey can I do that for yer?" Bill had still been lost in the past and he was brought back to the present by the nasally almost whining sound of the newcomers voice as she perched herself astride one of his knees. He didn't answer, instead he looked across at the couch. Peter was stretched out on its length while his daughter's silky pussy was wrapped around the massive length of hard flesh that was his cock and her mother was feeding her soaking wet slit to his hungry mouth and tongue. They were tit to tit and tongue kissing as they looked across smiling lustily. Suddenly he felt fingers make a circle around his stiff throbbing penis. Susan Johnson moved her fingers from the base up to the glistening head of his erection and slowly back down again. Each up and down movement of her hand became slightly quicker taking him to the point of orgasm. Then she would slow down, driving him crazy. "Oh God that's great. Your a natural Susan. No wonder you work for Peter." "Peter says I'm going to be his star girl." She looked across longingly towards mother and daughter. "Though I'd much rather be a star on Sally and Sandy's fuck and suck soapie. 'Specially as it's about to be sold to Britain and Europe and one of them American cable networks." After watching Sally and Sandy bounce around on Peter Susan turned back and looked into his eyes as she pressed her sweet little slit against his leg, kept masturbating him and began nibbling hungrily at his nipples. "I'm your sex slave for tonight. I'm here to help Pete, Sally and Sandy entertain you." She looked at his shaft in her hand and down at her vagina rubbing against his thigh. "You wanna fuck? You fancy sticking your big boner up my cunt?" "Not yet. Do you think you can get into position for a sixty-niner?" She made no comment just knelt astride the chair with her back to him and worked her way back until he could reach her pussy and she could wrap her mouth around his cock. "Oh that is good Susan use that sweet little mouth of yours." Her tongue circled the head of his erect penis and licked its way all over the purple crown as her hands continued to masturbate his thick length of flesh. "Suck it Susie, take it all in that delicious mouth of yours." As she began to take more and more of him into her mouth he started to explore her vagina using his index finger to locate her inner lips through her sparse covering of pubic hair. The wetness there allowed his finger to slide all the way in and allowed him to find her erect little clitoris with his thumb. He brought his index finger almost out and rubbed the sensitive little nub between the thumb and index finger. Then he slipped a second and third finger in and began to forcefully fuck them in and out of her as he continued to rub her clit with his thumb. He looked at her hips shaking from side to side as he ploughed his fingers in and out of her vagina and knew it was time. His own climax was close as he gripped both her hips, leaned forward and began to tongue the fresh juices of tasty little quim. She spread her legs as wide as she could relying on his strength to hold her as she attempted to give him full access to her slit. He worked his way along the length of her outer lips before he pushed his tongue inside and licked her vaginal entrance and the erupting juices. All this happened as Susan's fast hands and hungry mouth brought him to the pinnacle. "Just look at these two will you Sandy. You'd think they'd never sucked cock or licked pussy in their life before the way they're going at it. Better wait, from the looks of it they're nearly finished." Bill knew the voice was Sally's but he wasn't about to try and look with this horny young slut pushing herself into his face and about to swallow his semen. He felt the second load for the night jet into her mouth, she took each successive stream with a cool detachment that could only have come from lots of practice. A pair of hands came into his view from above at that point, they were a mans hands, Peter's obviously. The fingers spread over the cheeks of Susan Johnson's bottom while the thumbs held her pussy lips apart allowing him room to lick up all the last remaining juices dripping from between her spread labia. He then felt his rod slide out of Susie's mouth and felt her tongue lick its tip and the sides before it began to deflate. "Hey man your spunk tasted good." Their was silence for a moment as she ran her tongue along the soft wrinkled skin of his penis. "Your cock did too. Still does, especially when it performs like this one." She pushed herself backwards, wriggled her pussy against his mouth. "Oh yeah clean up my cunt juice man, clean me out, lick my hot pussy, take my clit between your teeth and bite it, gently." She stopped with his cock suddenly, allowed her head to nuzzle his soft penis as she rested in his lap and allowed him to bring her down from the sexual heights of that wonderfully improvised sixty-nine. ------- A little over an hour later after a light supper, a couple of drinks and a refreshing hot tub Bill was on the king size bed in the guest room with Sandy resting in his left arm and Suzie in his right. An urgent phone call had taken Peter to the 'Garden Of Eden' and Sally had gone to keep him company. They had promised to be back as soon as possible. "Hey I don't even know your name." Susie had turned onto her left side with her left breast pressing against his arm, she was helping Sandy, who had turned onto her right side, play with his erection. "Well I mean I do. Peter told me you was William Herschfeldt or something. But that's too much of a mouthful for a girl like me." She giggled. "So what d'ya want me to call yer?" Bill put his hands behind his head and allowed the two girls to do whatever they wanted. "Name's Bill but I like 'Uncle Willy'." He lay back and allowed the girls to kiss him, watched as they worked their way down his body. They progressed slowly moving their tongues in circles around a nipple each before taking them in their respective mouths and biting gently. Further down they went, past his navel, down to his pubic hair and arriving finally at their throbbing pulsating destination. They took it in turns to suck his penis, first one then the other took all of him with practiced ease as they turned it into a competition, trying to be the one to make him climax. Bill though was determined to make it last even longer this time, he relaxed himself, as much as he could with two attractive girls sucking his cock and masturbating him for all they were worth. Finally though he needed more, needed a tender pink fleshy purse to toy with, suck and finger-fuck. With that in mind he changed positions moving the two girls with him. They lay in a triangle in the middle of the huge bed. As he screwed Susie in the mouth he licked at the glistening puffy flesh of Sandy's pussy. That meant that one girls vagina and one girls mouth were unoccupied. Of course neither girl would let it stay that way for long and they proved to be a perfect match. Bill continued to drill his massive erection in and out of Susie's mouth as he paid extra attention to Sandy's pussy. He felt her writhe and twist on the bed as he used his tongue to graze the warm wet furrow of her cunt. He teased her for but a moment before he forced his tongue between the outer labia. She lifted her right leg as far as she could to allow him maximum room to pleasure her. Bill was really working her now, he applied all his skill and tongued her through a long vigorous orgasm as she worked herself against his face with shameless desire, eager to come again and again. "Looks like they really missed us Sally." Bill felt a hard slap on his backside as he continued to push his pulsating penis in and out of Susie's mouth. "Yeah, so I can fucking see. Look at Susie go, she's hot for him; she's eating his cock like it's a sugar coated banana. "And what about our slut of a daughter and her taste for a little pussy, she really is turned on! We may as well leave them to it and start our own party. You get on all fours and I'll fuck you from the rear." Hearing what Peter said the voyeur in Bill took the tip of his tongue to the base of Sandy's slit and stretched his head slightly back so that he could see Sally on all fours having her vagina well and truly shafted. Peter had both hands underneath her squeezing her breasts roughly as he gave her vagina a furious pounding. It was at that point that Susie suddenly eased herself away from both of them, took Sandy's hand, led her to her parents and helped her lay on her mothers back within easy reach of her fathers hungry tongue. "Your father looks hungry for some hot incestuous cunt Sandy and I want a fuck from Bill." She held Sandy steady until her father was able to settle her legs over his shoulder, grab her hips to take some of the burden from his wife and begin licking at her sweet vagina. It was something they did often because Susie was very much a friend of the family. Satisfied that all was well there Susan turned back to Bill. "Now, 'Uncle Willy', how do you want me?" He pushed her onto the bed, got onto his knees and lifted her up by her buttocks and back until she was wrapping her legs around his waist allowing him to slide himself into her pussy as she wrapped her hands around his neck. "Exactly like this," he said and he began to furiously fuck his cock in and out of her dripping pussy. "Oh that feels sweet Susie, my thick cock is so tight in your pussy." He felt both her hands holding onto him as she pushed herself up and back screwing herself on his massive erection. Bill used one hand on the cheeks of her bottom so that he could use the thumb and forefinger of his other hand to stimulate her clitoris and the puffy outer lips of her vagina as it gripped his thrusting cock. Then he held himself steady and allowed Susie to fuck herself with his penis, setting her own pace before he took control again. He held her still and lifting her up slightly began pushing his thick shaft deep into her pussy in one agonisingly slow stroke before withdrawing to the tip in the same slow manner. He did that for a long time, the slow motion intercourse driving her crazy. "Come on Bill faster, I need you to fuck me faster! I want to feel your cock hammering in and out of my slit. Come on, fuck me, screw me, let me feel your balls on my arse. Please, fuck me harder." She tried to grip her cunt lips around his massive tool, wanting to feel the excitement of a tighter fit, wanting the feel of her pussy flesh gripping the sides of his cock to provoke him to fuck her harder. It worked, Bill began to up the tempo slightly. "Oh God that's good, I can feel your cunt lips grip my cock as I fuck you." He began to increase the speed even more as he kept up a smooth rhythm. "Hang on for the ride of your life, I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before." He eased her back slightly as he reached for her smallish tits and took all of it's perfect roundness into his mouth. It was as his penis thrust in and out of her like a piston that Bill suddenly saw Peter kneeling on the bed behind her. On seeing that he knew instantly what he wanted, and knew that Susan would love it... He gripped her bottom and straightening himself up lifted her a further foot and a half in the air, then he watched as Pete took her hands away from his neck and eased her backwards. They were going to skewer her like a side of beef. While Bill was fucking her Peter had her head back far enough so she could reach his penis with her mouth. What a sight it was, Susie Johnson's stomach and tits arched upwards as vagina and mouth remained in perfect position to be screwed by both men. Either side of her, mother and daughter took a breast each as they licked and sucked them for all they were worth. "Oh God, oh fuck! Susie you are incredible, just keep that sweet pussy of yours still." He looked up at Peter. "God I didn't know she would be able to take so much of your cock. It's something seeing you fuck her mouth like that." "She can take more Bill." He arched her over more until her mouth was at an even more accessible angle. "Let's see if we can get my 10-inches all the way in." Bill raised himself up slightly, gripped Susan Johnson's buttocks tighter and lifted her, increasing the angle and enabling her head to hanger further over. Then he saw Peter move slightly around to the left purposely trying to give him a better view. He watched as he pushed more and more of his weapon into her hungry mouth until finally she was deep throating him, it was amazing watching him screw her mouth, watching his balls hammer against her chin as he brutally hammered his monster erection in and out of her mouth. What amazed him even more was how much she loved it, he watched her grip his backside as though she was trying to make him do it harder, looked at her expressionless eyes that said how lost she was to what she was doing. Peter must have seen his jaw drop and was quick to offer an explanation. "She's something this girl. Came to the parlour for a job, said there was nothing she wouldn't do. Took her clothes off there and then in the office in front of both me and the guy who manages the place when I'm not there. She even offered me a blowjob, but we don't employ on that basis so we hired her under probationary terms. That was three and a half months ago, now she's off probation and is one of our star attractions. Susie's wanted to come here several times on your trips down from Melbourne, but we've put her off until now figuring that the timing was right. If you've got the stamina their is nothing she won't do." Bill looked from Peter to Sally to Sandy even as he continued to pound in and out of her juicy pussy. "I've been saving myself up for this trip and I reckon I've got enough left for two more. What about we see what Susie can take?" He withdrew his cock from her cunt and allowed her to drop to the bed. Peter took his prick out of her mouth, stepped to the side of the bed and turned to his wife. "You reckon it's time he saw her party piece?" ------- Chapter 5 Sally looked up from her mouthful of Susie's breast, gazed at each fully erect penis in turn and turned to look at the lascivious expression on Susie's face before turning back to her husband. "We'd certainly better do something, especially with those cocks vacant like they are." Bill watched as Susie sprung off the bed and stood facing Peter about two or three feet away from him. Taking his cue from Peter Bill stood a couple of yards behind her. It was the first time he'd looked properly at her bottom. It was round almost boyish and created an exquisite balance with her slim hips. He imagined her bent over a chair, a table or a couch, anything that would enable him to love it, to fuck it, yes that was it! He wanted to sodomise the girl, wanted to bugger her cute little bottom. If they were right about this girl being prepared for anything that is exactly what he planned to do. His attention was then drawn to the action in front of him as Susie did a handstand and landed her feet on Peter's shoulders. He watched him put his hands on either side of her hips, knew he was going to lift her up and figured that it was job to help. He moved forward, knelt down and gripped her shoulders as he helped lift her up until her vagina was pressing against Peter's mouth. He also knew with him standing there and Susie hanging down close to him, that her mouth and his erection were supposed to be joined together. Of course that was never going to be problem, not when Sandy came up with a set of three up three down exercise steps so that she would be perfectly horizontal and not in a position where the blood would flow to quickly to her head. Bill moved to the third step and stood there as he continued to hold her so that she was able to reach the 81⁄2-inches of his erect cock, then once her head was tilted to the correct angle and once her lips were wrapped around it she swallowed it all in no time. He watched as Sally knelt down, positioned herself beneath Susie and began giving him a head job, but he didn't see for long as Sandy jumped onto a bar stool and with great agility climbed onto his shoulders pushing her slit into his face. "Now come on 'Uncle Willie' my hungry little cunt needs some attention. Working on the set of 'Friends and Neighbours', being naked and letting lots of guys stick their lovely cocks up my cunt just makes me even fucking hornier when I get home. Please 'Uncle Willy', I want to feel your tongue on my hot pussy just like before." She pushed herself against his face and felt his tongue slide between the puffy flesh of her outer lips. "Oh yeah that's it lick my slit Uncle Willy, push that tongue all the way in, make me come. I wanna come. WANNA COME!" Bill was somehow able to slip his hands under her buttocks so that his thumbs could hold her distended outer lips and give his tongue room to explore the inner reaches of her hungry vagina. Explore it he certainly did, all around the inner reaches of her outer lips, up and down the length of her slit and into the vaginal entrance itself. He felt her push against his head, wanting to feel his tongue slide further into the depths of her love canal. "Oh yeah, oh wow, I just love the way you lick my cunt 'Uncle Willy' it drives me fucking crazy. You know why I like to call you that don't you 'Uncle Willy'?" As Bill licked the young daughter's pussy and thrust his cock into Susan Johnson's eager mouth and throat he could imagine the lascivious smile on the sweet faced young TV star though of course he couldn't see her. Neither could he answer her, not with his mouth pressed hard against her vagina and his tongue searching its inner recesses. "It's because it makes it seem so much naughtier, if I think of you as my uncle and myself as your little niece." She pushed harder against his mouth. "Oh I know it's legal and all that but still it feel so much naughtier." She giggled. "Even if I am a fourteen-year-old slut. "OOHH YES! THAT'S IT!! FUCK YEESSS!!! Ooohhh tongue my cunt, I'm gonna come again. Oooohhhh. Are you ready?." She pushed one hand against his shoulder, one hand at the back of his head and pushed herself up and forward even more, driving herself into his face as yet another climax shook the very foundations of her sex. "OH FUCK! OH FUUCCCK!! OH FUUUCCCCK, ARRRGGGHHHH!!! Please, don't fucking stop! Whatever else you do keep that tongue working and don't let me go." Bill wasn't planning to, though with Susie masturbating him for all she was worth while giving him a truly incredible head-job it was becoming increasingly difficult. Bill though was a determined character and with his tongue well embedded in her vagina he took a firm grip on her buttocks while he used the middle finger of his other to investigate her anal entrance. Bill moved slowly at first pushing just the tip of his finger into the tight passageway while he waited for the expected positive response which wasn't long in coming. "Do it 'Uncle Willy'," grunted Sandy. "Do it! But you might like to stick it up my cunt first and coat it with some of my pussy juice before you push it all the way up. And don't be worried about sticking more than one up there, I'm not a virgin in that hole either." He heard her laugh. "And if you have any doubts there were around a million and a half witnesses." He moved his finger from her arse-hole to her pussy and eased it inside quickly following the first finger with a second one. It was a matter of a bare few seconds before he had them wet enough to attack her rear passage. Bill was quick there too, no sooner did he have his fingers at the entrance to her nether regions than they were more than half way in, making Sandy squeal with delight. "Oh God yes I love the feel of your fingers fucking my arse 'Uncle Willy' Please 'Uncle Willy' fuck my bottom with them, do it hard, ram those fingers all the way up my bum." She wiggled around now, becoming slightly unsteady as the sexual and sensual delights caused her to lose her tight grip and almost fall. Finally, as Bill introduced a third finger into her rectum and used two fingers of his other hand in her vagina thus taking away the hand that was helping hold her steady, she lost complete control of her reactions. Even then she would still have been alright had she not decided to take her hands away from his shoulders and head in an endeavor to open her slit wider for him... Taking her hands away caused her to lose balance, which caused her to push her full weight forward thus changing the centre of gravity. Maybe some sense of control could still have been managed even under those circumstances had not Susan succeeded in bringing him to a climax at precisely that moment which, of course, made her masturbate him as hard as she possibly could. In the end though Bill could do nothing but bow to the inevitable, which meant that strong as he was he lost his own equilibrium and teetered backwards. Sandy's weight and the downward momentum took care of the rest. Susie who's hands had a firm grip of Bill's backside and who's mouth was still wrapped around his penis refused to let go and went with them, Peter who was lapping hungrily at Susan's vagina, could see what was about to happen and pushed her off him so that by the time Bill landed she was still on top of him and sucking his cock. Peter even though quick enough to release Susie, was still pulled off balance, his wife Sally who was still in the kneeling position sucking his erection, felt him go, guessed what was happening and held her hands against his hips as his weight tumbled her backwards. The suddenness of the fall caused a few minor changes. Sandy, who somehow found herself still in a seated position, still had Bill's mouth buried in her crotch. Susan, who still had her mouth wrapped around Bill's penis, landed gently thanks to Bills quick eye, even quicker hands, and his strength, on his stomach with her legs over Sandra's shoulders, her pussy pressing into her neck and her tits pressing into Bill's stomach. Peters shaft, to his great relief and Sally's great delight was still deep in her throat. Susan who felt her vagina needed some attention decided to do something about it and quickly changed positions spearing herself on Bills shaft. That one single act had an effect on everybody. Sandy who was facing the other way turned around and allowed him a brief look before settling back down on his face. Susan herself leant forward contributing her mouth and tongue to the ravaging of Sandy's sweet little twat, this caused her bottom to raise up and appear to offer itself. Peter who was doing push-ups into Sally's mouth knew immediately what he wanted to do, withdrew his massive spear from his wife's hungry mouth and pointed it at the delightful little bottom that was perched and waiting for him. Sally smiled and whispered so the others couldn't hear. "Do it honey, you know how much she likes a cock up her arse, even one as big as yours." She pointed at Sandy. "And don't worry about me, our daughters got a vacant mouth just waiting to suck a hot little cunt." Peter looked around quickly, he didn't want to have to go to the kitchen, suddenly he saw what he was looking for, Vaseline! He fetched the jar, opened it and pushed the tips of three fingers inside. Satisfied that he had enough he began to massage it slowly and sensually into her bum-hole as he waited for the reaction. It wasn't long in coming. "Oh Peter yes! It feels so good when you fuck my bottom, 'specially when I'm having my cunt fucked at the same time. I haven't been double fucked in such a long time and especially by two such nice cocks." Peter covered the entrance and the inner walls of her rectum before smoothing some of it onto his rock-hard organ. Then he moved his fingers back to her bottom and penetrated deeply with one finger at first, then two as her bottom got used to the invasion and finally three as they began to slide in and out easily. "Come on Peter!" Susan took her face away from Sandy's pussy long enough to turn around. "Don't fuck around, give me the real thing. Take those fingers away and stick that monstrous cock of yours up there." He applied a little more Vaseline onto his rod before pressing the tip tight against her bum and slowly, oh so slowly sliding it inside of her. With his hard shaft firmly between the cheeks of her bottom he waited a few seconds for the tight ring of muscle to get used to its size before carrying on and pressing against the tight hole. He pushed gently, continuing to rub a little Vaseline along the length of his penis as her rectum opened very slightly for him. Then he pushed a little harder and waited, listening for any sound of complaint. "Don't stop," She said dreamily. "that felt nice. Don't stop." He pushed again and this time he felt the pressure of Bills knob as he opened her up a little more and eased his rock hard penis further in. He felt her bottom wriggle against him, felt Bill hold himself still as he waited for Peter to insert his cock. Now he knew that it was time to push a little harder, and he did, grabbing hold of her hips and inching his prick into the depths of her arse. It was a tight fit, especially with Bills thick monster occupying her vagina, but she was looking round and smiling as he inched further and further in until with six inches inserted he stopped and began to fuck her. He used just that length until her body was so totally relaxed he could have rammed the final few inches straight up with no discomfort at all. "Is it all in? It doesn't feel like it is, so come on Pete ram it up me. I want to feel you slapping against me." She took her hands which had been holding Sandy's vaginal lips open and reached for each of the pricks that were skewering her. "COME ON YOU TWO!" She shouted. "FUCK YOUR SLUT! FUCK MY CUNT!! FUCK MY ARSE!!! FUCK ME! FUUCCCKKKK MEE!! FUUUCCCCKKKKK MEEE!!!" Peter felt her hand stroke his balls and grip the base of his penis as he fucked her bottom hard until his stomach slapped against her quivering bum flesh. He was reaching forward now and with both arms around her pushed his hands between her and Bill and began massaging and mauling her tiny breasts, one in each hand. Susie worked herself around as Bill and Peter gradually built up a rhythm, when Bill thrust up Peter withdrew, when Peter thrust in Bill withdrew. They worked up a fair pace that had Susie screaming with delight. "OH CHRIST ALMIGHTY," She screamed, "I'd forgotten how good being double fucked was." She licked harder at Sandra's pussy before she pulled her mouth away again. "Oh so good Pete, your cock feels sensational fucking my arse. You too 'Uncle Willie', I love your cock up my cunt!" They spent the best part of the next two hours engaging in a variety of sexual activities. Bill allowed his penis to slip out at the crucial moment and unsighted by Sandy who was still sitting on his face and Sally who was astride his chest feeding her slit to her daughter he could only feel his semen spurt onto his stomach and chest. When he felt a tongue lick it up he realised that it had to be Susan's. Peter withdrew from Susan's bottom, shot his load onto her back and watched as his wife turned to lick it up. Later on Bill decided he wanted to screw Susan up the arse while Sandy sucked her vagina, and it was as he began to gently ease his penis into her that he watched Peter begin to make love to his daughter. He smiled to himself, he knew they did it but he'd never witnessed the act. That left three mouths for Sally to choose from, she picked Susan and squatted close to her daughters breasts making it easy for her to reach. Bill watched all this as he continued to rhythmically shaft Susan's arse and thought about the following day. Susie had been given the day off, she was his to do with what he liked and he planned a wide variety of normal and not so normal activities! And just maybe he might have a surprise for his friends if the seminar finished early enough. ------- Chapter 6 William's eyes were still closed when he felt a small hand grip his hard-on. He had just returned from the bathroom having noted that Susie had gone from his bed. Then suddenly the distribution of the weight on the bed changed as he felt someone kneel either side of him while maintaining his cock in a firm grip. He thought he knew the exact position the person had taken up and that was confirmed when his very erect cock disappeared into warm tight channel of a welcoming pussy. He smiled. Now this was a pleasant way to begin the morning. He left his eyes closed for a few more seconds and was about to open them when the weight of another person changed things. Bill did manage to open them, but only in time to get a brief glimpse of a shiny pair of pussy lips settling gently onto his mouth. However he did manage to get his hands up in time to grip the buttocks of the girl whose pussy he was about to lick. "Good morning 'Uncle Willie'," came the familiar voice of Susan Johnson, "we decided to bring you breakfast in bed. Hope you don't mind," she giggled, "but the menu is pretty limited. It's cunt or cunt!" Bill pushed the girl who had dropped her pussy onto his face far enough off him so that he could see what he had previously only been able to feel. Susie riding his cock the only way a sex mad sixteen-year-old slut could. Enthusiastically. He thrust up into Susan Johnson's pussy and took the opportunity to glance at the clock on the bedside table. It said eight o'clock, that gave him roughly half an hour before he had to get ready for his ten o'clock seminar. It was long enough and he lowered the girls pussy back onto his face while began to fuck in a rhythm in direct counterpoint to Susan Johnson's. He didn't know who the other girl was, all he knew was that she couldn't be either Sally or Sandra both of whom had told him that they had to be on set at seven o'clock in the morning to shoot a couple of important scenes. They would however have the afternoon free and along with Susan they had agreed to his request to meet Bill and his friends after the seminar. "So Susie," said Bill as he took in the delicious sight of the young teenaged pussy he was staring at while his hands were full of two perfect buttocks, "just whose pussy have I had the pleasure of tasting?" She grinned as she began to bounce a little more vigorously on my cock. "The slut with the tasty cunt is Candice Booth." She giggled. "Of course we call her candy cos that's what her pussy tastes like. Don't you think so 'Uncle Willie'?" He didn't bother to answer, instead he pulled the girl back down and while using one hand to hold her steady and a tongue to lap backwards and forwards across her pussy he slid two fingers between her labia. Then with the knowledge born of long familiarity with the female sex he flipped his fingers over, pushed a little way forward and began to massage that special spot. The reaction came, as ever, within a few seconds. "OH FUCK!" Candy cried. 'I'M COMING, I'MMM COMMIIINNNNG!! Better get ready 'Uncle Willie' yous gonna get a wet face. OH FUCK! OHH FUUCCCKKKK!! OOHHH FUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!" It was then that Bill found out that Candice Booth was a squirter. She was coming like a guy. Suddenly his face dripping with girl juice and equally as suddenly both girls were kneeling either side of him on the bed giggling their heads off. "Fuck you look funny 'Uncle Willie' cried Susan with a giggle. I was gonna tell yous about Candy here being a squirter but we kinda thought it would be better if you found out for yourself." She reached across and ran a finger between the puffed up fleshy lips of Candy's labia majora. "Did you know 'Uncle Willie' that if you put your mouth six inches away from Candy's cunt that she'll squirt into it and you won't miss a drop." "So what are her other talents Susie?" "Taking cock up the arse!" Bill turned straight to Candy. "Is she serious?" "Fucking oath. Ever since when I was twelve and saw that Marlon Brando film. "You know, the one where he fucks that Maria whats-er-face up the bottom after he wipes butter all over it." "You mean 'Last Tango In Paris?" "Yeah that's the one. Anyway after I watched it with mum and dad, dad offered to fuck my arse there and then." "He did!" cried out Bill a little shocked. He realised that this was three years ago long before things had changed so dramatically courtesy of the 'Sexual Freedom Charter'. "What did your mum think?" "Mum! Oh she was all for the idea. And she would have let him too 'cept for one thing." "Let me guess, his size?" "Fucking oath it was his size. 10-inches long and 21⁄2-inches thick was just a little bit too much for a twelve-year-old girl with a tiny little arsehole like mine." "So what did you do?" "Took some butter to school with me of course." She giggled. "That's when I found out it wasn't how big the cock was but more the fact of simply having a cock up there. As long as my arse was properly lubricated and as long as they treated me nice and didn't try to fuck it up me in one stroke then it was all good." "Didn't you get some kind of a reputation in those days," asked Bill feeling a little concerned. "I mean I know that things have changed now but things were different then, weren't they?" "Of course they were. The boys at our school were like boys everywhere in that they couldn't wait to tell everyone what girl they'd fucked. But at the same time they weren't stupid. When I told them that if it got around the school about how they fucked me, whether it was just plain sex or whether it was fucking me up the bottom, then not only wouldn't they get to fuck me I'd make sure that other girls didn't put out either they soon got the message. "So I guess over the last three or so years I've had my fair share of cocks up my bottom." She giggled again as she was wont to do a lot of the time. "Not that there weren't plenty of boys to fuck my cunt. Sometimes I took them on two at a time and sometimes, on the rare occasion even three at a time. She looked down towards his groin and took his cock in her tiny hand. "I still haven't graduated to taking daddy's cock up my arse, but at least he can fuck me." She looked at Bill then as she continued to masturbate him. "I have though managed to take cocks this size." She looked at the clock. "D'ya have time to fuck me up the arse?" He saw that the time was just after twenty past eight. Laughing he said, "Oh I think I can fit it in." "Very fucking funny," she said giggling as she got on all fours on the bed. "Maybe you should lube your cock by fucking me up the cunt first. You know, give Susie a chance to come back with the butter." It was only then that he realised that she'd gone. Not that she took long. In fact she was back by the time Bill had his 81⁄2-inch long 2-inch thick cock deep in her pussy. "Keep fucking the slut," said Susie as she jumped on the bed. "Lubing her lovely bum is my job." Of course he did exactly that while he watched as Susie used her dainty hands and her experience fingers to transfer butter from its greaseproof wrap to her naked bottom. First she greased the girl's anus and then she pushed two fingers deep inside and wiggled them around for a few seconds before removing them. Then after repeating the dose Susan announced that she was ready. It was all easy after that. With his cock wet with juice after withdrawing it from her pussy, and with her bottom well lubricated with butter Bill was able to push the head of his cock past the tight ring of her anus with relative ease. He didn't even get the chance to give Candy time to get used to it before she was begging him. "COME ON 'UNCLE WILLIE'!" she cried. "FUCK THAT BIG DICK RIGHT UP MY ARSE!! Come on Uncle..." And then she stopped suddenly as Susie quickly lay on her back, thrust her pussy at Candy, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face between her spread legs and onto her pussy. So with the added excitement of watching Candy's tongue working on Susie Johnson's pussy he did. Grabbing her hips in both hands and holding on firmly he slammed his cock deep into Candy's anal passage. "OH FUCK! OH YES!! Now fuck my arse 'Uncle Willie'. Fuck that big dick of yours up me." Sensing that he wasn't going to be able to last very long Bill upped the tempo and fucked his cock in and out of the Candy Booth arse until finally he pumped a healthy load of cum deep in the fifteen-year-old's bottom. And he was about to say that he had to get a move on but the girls beat him to it. "Sorry 'Uncle Willie'," said Susie, "but we have to go, I know I was going to be yours for the whole day but you've got that meeting so Peter made an appointment for the two of us. You see this couple haven't got any children and they wanted a couple of teenage girls to have some naughty fun with and they pay good money. The guy likes fucking young girls, and his wife likes young cunt too." She giggled. "Should be fun." They managed to shower and dress without getting too sidetracked and then the girls were off in a taxi after telling Bill that they would be with Sally and Sandy in a five star restaurant opposite the hotel his friends were staying in. Apparently the White family had a standing reservation there. Bill grabbed a bowl of muesli and a coffee before driving into the city to what he knew was going to be a boring seminar. ------- It turned out to be just as boring as Bill had expected it to be and how he managed to survive the three and half hours of the seminar and that hour meeting of all the state reps that followed it was beyond him. Finally though he walked out of the function room with Charlie, Ivan and Jimmy tagging along behind. "So what's this big secret Bill?" asked Ivan Matheson the massive Tasmanian. "Why can't you just tell us?" "I would but it's going to be a lot more fun seeing your reaction when you meet my friends for the first time." He grinned. "And my friends won't cost any more than a good meal and the cost of this special entertainment I have planned." "Oh, and just what special entertainment is that?" asked Jimmy Mackellar as we walked into the restaurant. At first Bill thought he might have to look around to see where the girls would be but a crowd of people crowded around a table trying to get autographs told him all he needed to know. Then just as the Maitre'd was approaching he saw the slim figure and the dark hair of Susie Johnson standing and waving frantically even as she gestured through the throng of the people to someone at the table. Then suddenly Sally pushed her way through and after shaking off a couple of well-wishers came rushing up to where Bill was standing with his friends. "Well," she said as she give Bill a full body hug and French kiss that would have stopped traffic had they been on the street, "it's about time you introduced your friends." She took in his three friends before she almost got whiplash so fast did she turn back to Ivan Matheson. Grinning she asked, "Is your dick in proportion to the rest of you?" Laughing she added, "Please tell me it is." "It is." Ivan turned to Bill. "Man, and there's us thinking you were the quiet one and all the time you knew one of the sexiest women on TV." "Know us," laughed Sally as she noted the crowd building around them, "he's been fucking us regularly." "Us!" said Charlie Martin. "Yes us," added a new voice. "Sandy took her mother's hand, "we come as a package." And she too looked in Ivan Matheson's direction. "Bags fucking you after mum." She then turned to the Maitre'd. "Dennis, I think we need my father's private room." Five minutes later the eight of them were in a private dining room and enjoying their choice of wine, beer and soft drink as they waited for their selection from the exclusive menu. "Okay what are our plans?" asked Sally White once Bills friend's had recovered from their shock of seeing not only the mother and daughter stars in the flesh but also Susan Johnson and Candy Booth both of whom had made it plain what they were doing for the rest of the day and who they were doing it with. "Well I thought we might go bungy jumping. That is if your mother and the two girls here are up for it" He looked at Candy. "I guess the only question I need to ask you is if you're up for the jump?" "Ooh is she ever Uncle Willie, we both are. And so is mum," said a giggling Sandy White as she jumped onto his lap. "That is if we're going where I think we're going?" He nodded his head. "Then I bags doing it with you," continued Sandy as she unbuttoned her blouse, grabbed Bill's hand and pushed them onto her naked breasts. "What does she mean 'doing it with you'?" asked Charlie Martin as Candy Booth jumped onto his lap and stripped off her T-shirt to reveal that she too was braless. "I mean I always thought bungy jumping was something you did solo." Sandy shrugged her blouse off her shoulders before standing up to wiggle out of the tight skirt she was wearing. "Mostly it is Charlie," said Sandy as she resumed her position on her 'Uncle Willie's' lap grabbed one his left hand and placed it on her left tit before taking his other hand and placing between her spread legs. "I mean that you've never been bungy jumping until you've done at this place." Looking around she noted that Candy had also stripped off and had taken possession of Jimmy Mackellar's lap and that her mother, who had already satisfied her curiosity about the size of Ivan Matheson's cock, was also naked and about to impale herself on it. "The question is Charlie," said Sandy as she jumped off Bill's lap, pulled his cock out through his fly and dropped her cunt straight down onto it, "are you homophobic?" ------- Chapter 7 Bill laughed at the expression on Charlie Martin's face as the eight of them watched a couple get set up for the jump. They were naked and she had been lifted and positioned so that her pussy could drop down onto his nicely sized and very erect penis, then they had been strapped in and that was the part that had left him speechless and his mouth wide open as though he was trying to catch flies. The special strap that was to be fitted around their hips and would keep them locked together had two six inch dildo shaped attachments that were clearly designed for just one spot and one spot only on each person. "Are they going to do what I think they are? They are aren't they? Is this what you meant when you asked if I was homophobic?" were the triple barrelled questions Charlie asked of Sandy as they watched the two jump assistants, one male and one female lube up the two dildo shapes projecting from the strap that was wide enough to cover their hips before they each slid two lubed fingers up both their backsides. "One thing's pretty much guaranteed," responded Sandy with a laugh, "if you make the jump you're guaranteed not to forget it in a hurry." Things went quiet for a while as they watched as they wrapped the couples calves together — it was possible because they were just about the same height — with heavy duty cloth and tightened it with a leather belt that wrapped around their calves before being attached to the cord on which they were going to swing. However that wasn't all there was to it, there something else, something the girls and Bill knew about but the rest of the guys didn't. The dildo's could be turned on by remote control, something that the two assistants would do the instant the couple were helped off the platform. Finally it happened. With the two assistants placing a hand in the centre of the woman's back, she had requested to be facing forward, the couple were soon airborne and falling in a graceful arc until the length of cord halted their descent about six feet above a number of mattresses that would have cushioned any fall should something have gone wrong. Naturally their was some elasticity in the cord and the couple bounced up quite a distance and did so repeatedly with less effect until finally they settled at that six foot distance from the ground at which point the two assistants went to work to bring them back up. It had been easy to see just how much the couple had seriously enjoyed the whole bizarre event judging by the wiggling of hips as they swung forwards and backwards and upwards. And it was a fair bet that the screaming from the couple hadn't just as a result of the bungy jump. It seemed to Bill that the vibration from the dildos had probably caused her to tighten her pussy around his cock and him to use his own muscles to try and push even harder into her even as they used their hands to try and create even more friction. "Okay," said the guy to Bill and the rest of the group as they began to winch the couple up even as they were still thrusting backwards and forwards trying their best to achieve some sort of a climax, which of your group is going first?" Once they had been fully raised up we watched the couple being removed from their strapping and carefully placed on another part of the platform. If we had expected them to quickly dress and hurry away we were wrong. The girl lay where she was on a mattress and clean sheet provided while her boyfriend, or maybe he was her husband, began to fuck her as they strived to achieve what the jump had failed to give them. "Come on Ivan," said Sally before Bill or the others could say anything, "let's go." Grinning she added. "I'm five foot eight, you're six foot seven, "I've got 38DD tits and like big dicks, you have 10-inches and, I'm guessing, a liking for big tits. Tell me this thing isn't made for us." "You're right," he said and he began to strip immediately and didn't stop until his massive physique and fully erect cock were revealed to the Bill, the other six members of his party and a queue of people who were all waiting to take their turn. Bill had heard the murmur of excitement behind his party. People had, of course, recognised the two stars of 'Friends and Neighbours' and had been keen to see just who they were going to partner and whether they were actually going to do it naked. Well at least two of the questions they had been asking each other had been answered. Sally was now naked and was going to it with Ivan Matheson. Bill watched along with Sandy, Charlie and Candy, Jimmy and Susan and the crowd behind him as the two assistants helped lift Sally White up, then as she fastened her legs and arms around him the girl grabbed Ivan's cock while the young guy helped Sally lower herself onto it. After the leather strapping had been placed around their hips Sally squealed with delight when the dildo was eased into her arse after the proper lubrication. Ivan Matheson though was less impressed. "The things I do for a pretty woman," he growled rather loudly as his dildo was lubricated and the girl pushed two gloved fingers up his arse before she slowly and carefully forced the dildo home. Once the imitation penises were properly in place the strapping was tightened up to hold them in place. This time with the height difference the girl just wrapped the cloth around Ivan's calves before attaching the cord while the guy produced yet another leather strap and placed it around their waists before tightening it. And then they were ready, or at least Sally was. Bill had had no idea at that point whether Ivan had been ready as ready, but no sooner were they in position than Sally, who was facing forward, quickly used her dominant position to force them off the platform. To cries of "OH FUCK!" and "OH YES!!" from Sally and "YOU FUUCCCKKKKIIIIINNNNNNG BIITTTCCCCHHHHH and "FUUCCCKKKK MEE!" and "WOW" and "JESUS AITCH FUCKING CHRIST!!" from Ivan they were quickly swinging through the air with hands clasping naked bottoms and her legs wrapped around him squeezing as they clearly attempted to get some kind of fucking rhythm going. The crying and screaming got noisier and more indistinguishable until Ivan's loud baritone voice could be heard crying out "I'M COMING... I'M COMMIIINNNNG!!" which brought a similar response from Sally just as they finished bouncing around and the two assistants began to winch them up. "Jesus that was awesome," said Ivan with a grin once they were released and had made their way back to us. He took one look at Charlie and Jimmy before he turned to Bill. "But I don't care how much fun that was or how much the three of you beg you are not sticking your dicks up my arse. GOT IT!" Bill laughed. "I think that goes for all of us 'big feller'." "Okay," asked the girl, "who's next." When no was said anything straight away Bill turned to Sandy. "I guess, seeing as it was my idea, it should be us." "Okay," she said with a laugh, "let's go." Once they had undressed the girl grabbed Bill's erect 8½-inches and waited while her partner picked Sandy up and placed her onto it. He waited to experience the feeling of the dildo being pushed into his backside, but first he felt the girls gloved fingers as they lubricated around the entrance to his bottom. Then came the feelings as the girl first pushed two fingers into his rectum before she forced the dildo home. Bill didn't know if he should admit it to anyone else, or even himself, that he received some degree of pleasure from it, he decided that there was time to worry about that later. And then it was time to secure their calves, and even though there was six inches difference in their heights they were still able to do so and secure it with the cord which would launch them on their bungy jump. And that's what happened, once they were secured and strapped in Sandy, from a dominant position similar to her mothers, launched them from the platform. "OH YES! OH FUCK!! FUUCCCKKKK!!!" cried Sandy as they flew out and down. The excitement of flying backwards off the platform was like nothing Bill had ever felt before, that is until the dildo that was stuck up his bottom began to vibrate and Sandy squeezed her vaginal muscles around his cock. That was when he took his cue his own genital muscles to work his erection in a counterpoint to her squeezing. And then he felt her grab his backside through the leather and pull him to her. Bill didn't need any more prompting than that, grabbing Sandy's backside through the leather he pulled her to him. Once they were down and swinging up and down and backwards and forwards Sandy looked at Bill and grinned. "This is about the fifth time I've been on this jump," grinning she thrust herself on his erection as she continued to squeeze him with her cunt muscles as she worked her way towards what would be a second orgasm, "but this is the first time I've come doing it." Having recovered enough to speak Bill looked at Sandy and smiled. "I wish I could say the same." "Guess we'll just have to do what that other couple did," responded Sandy." She gave Bill's cock another squeeze. "That is if you're up for it." Sandy quickly found out. Once they were raised up and unstrapped and the dildos had been turned off and removed Bill took her to the same mattress the couple had used before, with a clean sheet of course, place her on her hands and knees and began to fuck her hard and fast repeatedly brushing her G-spot as he did so. Reaching under her he also began to lightly pinch and stroke her clit with the thumb and index finger of one hand while he used his other hand to massage her B-cup tits. Bill looked around as he slowly and easily fucked his cock in and out of Sandy's tight and cock hungry fourteen-year-old pussy. He saw a nervous Charlie Martin, he had always professed to being a little scared of heights but Bill hadn't realised just how much until that moment, with his eyes clamped tightly shut and the sweat pouring off him he was shaking like a leaf as the female attendant put the finishing touches to strapping them in. There was another height differential between Charlie and his partner, eleven inches to be exact. Charlie was six foot one while his partner Candy, Candice Booth, was a short five two. Candy seemed totally oblivious to Charlie's nervous perspiration as she clung tightly to him and bounced happily on his average sized, but more than adequate, cock while the man forced, not that it took much forcing, the dildo up her arse. She smiled as they strapped them together at the waist and then looked down to where the cloth and cord were attached to her partner's calves. "Hey Charlie," she said "you wanna face forward and take us off the platform or would you rather face back?" Charlie, who was trying desperately to hold it together so as to not lose face in front of his friends, decided to leave it to Candy as he struggled to deal with his fear of heights and the feeling of having a plastic cock stuck up his arse. "I'll leave it to you sweetie," he said with the calmest voice he could manage. "Oh cool," said Candy deciding it was best to ignore Charlie's obvious fear and instead concentrate on how much guts it must have taken him to do this, "Let's move right up to the edge of the platform. I'll face forward and you won't even know when we jump off." She looked him in the eye as she pressed her tits into his chest and squeezed his erection with her well trained pussy muscles. "Your friend seems nervous," said Sandy as she turned her head and brought Bill's attention back to her. "In case it isn't obvious," said Bill as he began to stroke his cock in and out of Sandy White's famous fourteen-year-old cunt, "Charlie has a fear of heights." "In that case... OH FUCK... he's got a lot of... FUCK ME UNCLE WILLY... lot of guts." She giggled. "Especially as this... OH GOD I'M CUMMING... is probably the first time... I'MM CUMMIIINNNNG... any of you have ever had anything up your arse." "You got that right," responded Bill as he began to feel his own climax. Speeding up he cried out. "Better get ready Sandy... I'M COMING!" He pounded her quickly with a couple of really hard strokes, felt his balls tighten, pulled out again and slammed back in just as his cum blasted into the Sandy White cunt. "I'M COMMMIIIINNNNNG! FUUUCCCCKKKKK!!" He squeezed her tits as his cum drained into her pussy. Sandy giggled as she wiggled her arse at him. "I think that says it all don't you?" And then suddenly they were joined by Charlie and Candy. Candy couldn't stop laughing and finally Charlie, who had been trying his best to stay serious joined her. "What the fuck are the two of you laughing at?" asked Sandy once Bill's limp cock had slipped from her pussy, a pussy that was leaking a combination of cum and pussy juice. "Oh it was just something that happened just as the cord stretched to it's limit and we bounced back up again," cried Candy between barely contained outbursts of laughter. "And I think I know exactly what happened," said Sandy joining in with Candy's laughter. "Only one thing could happen to make Charlie here forget his fear of heights." "You're dead fucking right it did," said Charlie still laughing. "All the women, all the girls, all the whores I've fucked, and all the times I've fucked my wife and I thought it was a myth. Candy here must have been on a hair trigger, she exploded in a climax and squirted just as we hit bottom and before we bounced back up again. And then she came again just as we began to drop down again. And she squirted that time as well." And that was enough for you Charlie, wasn't it," said Candy as she dropped to her knees and took his limp penis into her mouth. "Fucking oath, I came just as we hit bottom again and kept on coming as we swung to and fro." He grinned a little sheepishly. "And the worst of it is that I began to enjoy the dildo throbbing in my arse. How bad is that?" "Don't worry," said Bill looking around and noting that Jimmy and Susie had already been strapped in, a task that had proved to be a lot easier with Jimmy Mackellar and Susan Johnson just about the same height, "you're not the only guy that gets those feelings." And suddenly they were interrupted by the screams of Susan Johnson as she flew backwards off the platform thanks to Jimmy's vigorous take off. ------- "So," said Sally White turning to Ivan, Charlie and finally to Jimmy after they had all showered and dressed making good use of the bungy jump facilities, "would the three of you like to join Sandy's 'Uncle Willy' at our place. Some of the cast are coming around for a bit of a get-together seeing as we have all of tomorrow morning and the first part of the afternoon off." She reached over and rubbed her hand over Ivan Matheson's crotch. "A couple of the women and one of the girls who play some of the smaller parts on the show will be there." Sally laughed. "If I didn't introduce them to little Ivan," and she gave his penis another pat, "they'd kill me." "Well we can't have that can we," said Ivan. He looked at Charlie and Jimmy and received two enthusiastic nods of the head. "Okay we accept." Turning to Bill he added. "I guess it's just as well tomorrows meeting isn't until the afternoon." "You got that right Ivan," said Bill with a laugh. "When you get to Sally and Peter's place anything's possible." ------- Chapter 8 Bill couldn't help but smile at the blunt start to the conversation. He was talking to Rhonda Kingman the forty-six-years-old actress who played the part of middle-aged teacher Diana Cresswell in 'Friends and Neighbours'. The woman wouldn't see her thirties again but nature had been kind to her, exceedingly kind. She was five foot eleven with perfectly groomed dark brown hair and a well publicised 42DD-28-38 figure that would have done any of the legendary Amazon warriors proud. And naturally she was dressed to show off her statuesque beauty. Her mini skirt was mini enough that it barely covered her arse at the back and her panty covered pussy in front and naturally with every step she took in the outrageous four inch heels she couldn't help but show off the hot pink G-string she was wearing. On top she wore a cropped blouse with a single button that came down just below her breasts. The button was popped and underneath could be seen a matching hot pink bra through which her very erect nipples and areola were plainly visible. All in all she was a beauty in every sense of the word. When he watched the show Bill had always thought she cut an impressive figure on his large screen TV, but meeting her in the flesh left Bill awestruck. Of course it occurred to Bill that her looks could have been the result of the healthy bank account her role on the show was now generating. Sally had told him once that the show had been sold to British television and was in the process of being sold to Spain, Germany, France and several other European countries. Not that that it bothered Bill. If plastic surgery could keep a woman of forty six looking like that, especially if she enjoyed sex as much as this woman clearly did, then he was all for it. "So you're the one that's been banging Sally and Sandy." It was a statement not a question. "And now she's here bragging about these friends of yours." She nodded her head towards Ivan who was talking to Sally. "She's been telling us girls that the big guy's dick is in direct proportion to the rest of him." Her laugh was dirty and promised an evening that could very well live up to the promise Sally and Sandy had made. "I doubt that he's going to leave here before most of the women have tried to have their way with him. I told Sally to tell him that I want to be first," she indicated in Ivan's direction and when Bill followed her gaze he noticed that Sally was indeed indicating in her direction. "Well that should be an event worthy of a front row seat," said Bill with just the hint of a smile as Ivan joined them while checking out Rhonda from head to toe... "Oh I doubt that you'll have time to be watching us." Rhonda, who was lapping up the attention Ivan was paying her as he continued to check her out, indicated a young fifteen-year-old actress by the name of Jackie Woodhouse who played the part Tina Reece one of Sandy's character Tania Jenkins school friends. Jackie was headed in his direction with carnal intent clearly on her mind. "I think Jackie has some plans for you. You'll enjoy it though Bill," added Rhonda just as Jackie reached where they were standing, "she makes the rest of us girls look like novices in the slut stakes." "Oh yeah," giggled Jackie as she took Bill's hand, "and that's why you're gonna be the first to fuck the 'Jolly Green Giant' here." Rhonda took Ivan's hand. "Seniority has its rewards you know." "Don't worry little lady," said Ivan with a throaty laugh as he patted her slim boyish bottom, "I'll make sure you're next after I've finished with Ms Kingman..." "Please, call me Rhonda. And we'll just see who finishes with who." And she took his hand and walked towards an area that had been reserved for dancing. As they were walking off Jackie Woodhouse grabbed his hand, giggled and said, "All Sandy ever talks about when you're in town is her 'Uncle Willy'." As she pulled him towards the makeshift dance floor where Rhonda was already down to her hot pink underwear she added, "We can dance standing up for a little while, but then I want you on your back so I can pop my sheath on your magic sword." "Well seeing as you asked so nicely," said Bill as he gently eased his hand away from Jackie's and gently squeezed a cheek of her slim bottom through the material of the ultra tight jeans she was wearing coming to the conclusion that she wasn't wearing any underwear. "How can I refuse such an offer." As they began to dance Bryan Adam's 'You're Still Beautiful To Me' had just finished and Bonnie Raitt's 'Dimming Of The Day' was just starting as Jackie pressed the budding curves of her slim five foot five frame into Bill's imposing six foot body. Pressing her right leg between both of Bill's Jackie pushed firmly until he took the hint and allowed her to press against a penis that was starting to show a definite interest in the sexy teenager. And then as they danced slowly around in a smallish circle the penis became a cock and semi-erect turned into a full blown hard-on as she rubbed herself against his right thigh. Jackie rubbed her thigh against Bill's throbbing erection as she looked up into his eyes. "So, what do you think 'Uncle Willy?" He looked around and noted that Rhonda and Ivan had given up any pretensions to dancing and that as statuesque and full figured as Rhonda was Ivan, now naked, was easily carrying the equally woman around the dance floor on his 10-inch cock. He also noted that another of the shows young actors by the name of Travis Parnell had his hands full with a very naked and apparently very randy Sandy White. A further glance around the room left Bill satisfied that Charlie and Jimmy were in the company of Susan Johnson and Candy Booth and a couple of the shows more attractive actresses who had less prominent roles in the show. After a final glanced showed Bill that Sally was being well taken care of by a forty-two-year-old actor by the name of Corin McGee who played Travis Parnell's father in the show he finally turned to Jackie. "I think that you need to take off those jeans." "Huh!" was the brilliant response from Jackie Woodhouse. It had after all been almost three minutes since she'd asked her question. He laughed. "Jackie, you asked me what I thought. "You're busy rubbing your thigh against my hard-on and trying to press your pussy against my thigh. Now I've got the erection you've been trying to give me but rubbing your pussy against my thigh isn't going to do you any good unless we remove the barriers." He looked down into her eyes. "I mean you do want to fuck don't you?" She looked around just as REM's 'Everybody Hurts' changed to Bon Jovi's 'Livin' on a Prayer' and noted that most of the dancing was now of the horizontal variety, with two exceptions. Rhonda Kingman and Ivan Matheson were still fucking standing up and Sandy was taking it doggie fashion from Travis Parnell. "Wouldn't be good to be the odd ones out, now would it?" Taking his cue Bill immediately got to his knees and undid the catch and zipper of her jeans before he got down to the task of pushing them over her slim hips. So tight were they that even with hips like Jackie's Bill found it slow going as her arse cheeks, her almost hairless pubic mound and tiny pussy slit were gradually revealed when Bill discovered that his initial thought about Jackie's lack of underwear had proved correct. Finally, after managing to push her jeans over her hips and upper thighs, Bill was able to push them to the floor at which point she stepped out of them. She hadn't been wearing shoes. Bill grinned when Jackie raise her arms above her head and took the hem of the 'Green Day' T-shirt she was wearing and pulled it off to reveal that she hadn't considered a bra a necessary article of clothing either. Naked and proud Jackie Woodhouse stood there legs spread and hands on hips. "Well! What do you think?" Bill laughed as he quickly unzipped and reaching in pulled out his 8½-inch erection. Pointing to it he said, "Does that answer your question?" "Nearly Uncle Willy. But you gotta be naked when you fuck me." And she reached for his trousers. In less than a minute Bill was naked. A minute after that he was on his back and Jackie Woodhouse was riding his cock like the veteran slut she was. Five minutes after that he was pumping a healthy load into a welcoming pussy before Jackie found herself being lifted off 'Uncle Willy's' cock. "HEY!" she cried just as one of her favourite Green Day songs 'Longview' began to play. But then she looked up and realised she was about to finish up in the arms of Ivan Matheson. "Oooh," she said with a lecherous little giggle, "where you taking me?" Ivan grinned. "Sally told me where the shower is. I figured we could go and get cleaned up and play while we're doing it." Jackie looked at his cock which was already partially erect as it began to appreciate the budding curves of the young teenage actress. "Promise me you'll be gentle with my poor little cunt." "Huh!" laughed Rhonda Kingman who was standing over Bill and allowing a mixture of cum and pussy juice to drip onto his stomach. "Gentle indeed. Your cunt's had more cock in the last six months than I've had in a lifetime." She slapped Jackie on her naked bottom. "Go on, fuck off!" To Bill she said, "How about a dip in the pool? I promise you'll get a blowjob you'll never forget." Bill's first thought was, it would have to be good to better Sally and Sandy. To Rhonda he simply said, "Lead the way." They had two choices when they reached the pool, they could ease their way in and would probably not make it past dipping the foot in or they could dive straight into the chilly water. They chose the latter. For two minutes they hugged each other as their bodies adjusted to the cold water. It was just as they began to become comfortable with the temperature of the water that a water bed landed in the pool. Bill looked up and saw a grinning Peter White standing there with his hands full of a naked redhead named Elizabeth Forster, she played Corin McGee's wife and Travis Parnell's mother in the show. "I think the two of you might need this," said Peter as he forced his partner to bend at the waist and with one smooth and practiced movement slid his cock deep into her pussy eliciting a very satisfied sigh from Ms. Forster. "That is if Rhonda intends on doing what I'm pretty sure is on her mind." They momentarily watched Peter slide his cock in and out of the Elizabeth Forster vagina and noted the satisfied smile on her face before Rhonda replied with. "Better fucking believe it." Then after indicating for Bill to climb aboard and make himself comfortable while she held it steady, something she managed easily with her big physique and natural strength she added, "Things must be going okay at the 'Garden' if you can drag yourself away to honour us with your presence." He reached underneath Elizabeth Forster's perfectly formed figure and began to massage her breasts as he marginally increased the fucking of her pussy. "Well honestly Rhonda how could I not. I mean how could I miss out on the opportunity to fuck some of the nations favourite sex symbols?" "Well get on with it then while I get down to the business at hand," and she took his cock, it was resting limp against his lower stomach, in her hand and bent forward until she was able to take him in her mouth. Soft of course she was able to take him all but Bill fully expected that when he started to harden, which was already happening, she would withdraw a little. She didn't, not even when he was as hard as a bar of steel. And then she quite literally used her mouth as a cunt as she slid off his length and then took him back in until her lips were kissing his pubic hairs. Then she sped up until suddenly she stopped, pushed him off the water bed and swam to the side of the pool where she bent forward thrusting her arse and pair of pouting pussy lips in his direction. "Come and get it big boy," she said with a dirty laugh, that is if you're man enough." Bill didn't laugh, didn't even say anything. He simply swam over to Rhonda, stood behind her, lined up his erection with her pussy and slammed it home. "OH YES, OOHH YEESSS! FUCK ME, FUUCCCKKK MEE!! FUCK THAT GORGEOUS COCK UP MY HORNY CUNT!!! COME ON STUD, FUCK ME!" And he did. For thirty long minutes. And then it was time for a shower and as they headed in that direction they passed Ivan and Jackie coming the other way. She was whooping and hollering like a cowgirl at a rodeo. Her legs were as far round his waist as they would go and they were holding hands with their arms outstretched as she leant back and rode his huge cock for all she was worth. "See," said Rhonda as she slapped the young actress's arse as they walked past, "told you she could take it." Looking around she yelled out just as Ivan and Jackie were about to disappear. "YOU GO GIRL, SHOW HIM WHAT A REAL SLUT CAN DO!" There was no response as they reached the bathroom and Rhonda quickly dragged him inside. All intentions of a shower though had to be put on hold when they discovered that it was in use. Travis Parnell was sharing it with Sandy White and Candy Booth. "Oh well," laughed Rhonda, "guess we'll just have to find a way to keep ourselves amused. Any suggestions?" Bill laughed and hopped up on the bench that was behind him. Sitting forward so that his cock was right at the edge of the bench which was waist high to Rhonda he said as he looked down at his groin. "Yeah one." "Hmm," smiled Rhonda, "great minds think alike." And she bent from waist not stopping until her lips were kissing the tip of his cock that she had just taken in her right hand. At that point Bill was tempted to thrust towards Rhonda's slightly parted lips but he decided that this was her show which proved to be a good decision. She took the head of his cock between her lips and sucked on it for several seconds before she began to slowly slide her mouth down its length licking its sensitive underside as she did so. Of course after the blowjob in the pool Bill already knew that Rhonda could take all of him but it was still a thrill when he found her lips pressing against his pubic hairs. Then she withdrew almost all the way and then took all of him again and it was just at that point that Bill saw Travis Parnell step up behind her with a finger pressed against his lips. He gripped her hips and with the sort of experience that belied his fifteen years and slid the five and a half inches of his cock as far as it would go into the welcoming tunnel of the Rhonda Kingman cunt. His cock might very well have been small and the Rhonda Kingman vagina might have been home to many larger cocks but her control of her vaginal muscles was such that any progress he made was only as a result of Rhonda allowing such. "Oooh Travis you dirty little boy," said Rhonda as she quickly took her mouth off Bill's cock. "And just what are your two little sluts going to be doing while you're fucking me?" He indicated across to his right and no answer was needed as Bill and Rhonda saw Sandy and Candy engaged in a sixty-nine with the slightly taller and ever so slightly more solid Candy Booth on the bottom. "I guess that means the shower's free," said Bill a little unnecessarily. "Not until Travis here finishes fucking me it isn't," said Rhonda with a grin. It took five minutes before Travis finished and came and brought Rhonda to a climax at the same. A minute later they were in the shower and Rhonda was leaning against the shower wall while Bill gave her a hands free fuck as he shampooed her hair. To Bill it seemed a helluva way to finish the night. And it was! ------- Chapter 9 Today's (Tuesday) morning and afternoon sessions had been the final two of the series of seminars Bill and his friends had flown to Sydney for. So while Charlie, Ivan and Jimmy made plans to enjoy the best of the nightlife Sydney had to offer Bill accepted an offer from Susan Johnson and Candy Booth to head to Bondi Beach, now clothing optional, for a spot of late afternoon sunbathing and an early evening swim. And both Susie and Candy had both insisted on going to a special sectioned off area of the beach for the more liberated sunbather aged 13 or over. Bill hadn't been about to argue, the idea of getting his hands on the soft, sexy and highly desirable naked bodies of his two partners and massaging suntan cream into their tender flesh was just what the doctor ordered after an intense final day learning the finer points about the latest in electronics development. Also, the thought of having Susie and Candy's hands all over his naked body and on his penis, they assured him that such sights and behaviour were commonplace in the sectioned off area, was enough to have him hard already. Walking along the back of the beach towards the sectioned off area while holding both girl's hands Bill hadn't been able to take his eyes off the crowded area of the beach open to everyone. Some people wore bathers and some didn't. Some of the women and girls were topless and some weren't while some wore regulation bottoms and others G-strings and thongs. If the men were naked their penises were generally flaccid, otherwise they took the risk of being taken to task by the beach inspectors whose job it was to make sure that proper decorum was maintained in what was a family area. "You can get away with a lot of stuff in this sectioned off area," Candy had said as they had neared the entrance where two beach inspectors were checking people, presumably for their I.D., "We've even seen couples fucking, haven't we Susie." "You fucking bet we have," Susie had laughed as the beach inspectors stepped aside to let them through. "Seen all sorts of carry-ons. Women and girls sucking cock, we've seen men eating cunt. But that aint the best of it, is it Candy? Tell 'Uncle Willy' what else we've seen." "Guy with guys," laughed Candy. "Mostly it's just been one guy sucking another guy's cock. But we did get to see a guy getting fucked up the arse one time." Bill looked at them incredulous. "Seriously! Weren't there any of these beach inspectors around?" he asked as they found a spot near a couple who looked like they were about to prove both Susie and Candy right. "Oh they were there all right," said Susie, "they were watching just like everyone else." "You see," said Candy taking over as Susie lay down the three large beach towels they had brought with them, "they only act if there are any complaints about people's behaviour, or if one or more blokes decide to make arseholes out of themselves. Fortunately they are few and far between." She pointed to one of the towels. "Now lay down, you need some sunscreen." Bill grinned, that was an order he would have no trouble obeying. Laying on the towel and using his arms as a pillow he closed his eyes and awaited the pleasurable sensations he knew he was about to feel. Soon two sets of magical fingers were rubbing lotion into his flesh. One pair of hands, he briefly opened one eye and saw they were Susie's, were massaging the cream into the broad expanse of his chest while the other pair, Candy's, were working on his very erect penis. And she was very good, she seemed to know instinctively when Bill was close to orgasm because she would begin to rub some lotion into both of his legs only returning to his hard-on when his state of excitement had reduced. Time and again she repeated that action bringing him to a state of excitement only to slow down. After about five minutes of that Bill sensed rather than saw or heard movement. Opening his eyes he saw both girls had moved to face the opposite direction to him placing both their young bottoms and sexy pussies within easy reach if he felt the desire. He did. Reaching out he spread a big hand over each delectable, young and oh so sexy bottom and allowed the middle finger of each hand to trail up between the buttocks as he use a thumb and the last fingers of those hands to separate each of the four cheeks of the two arses he was holding. Worrying that what they were doing might be just a little too much, even in this closed off section Bill took a look and saw that he had no cause for worry. In front and to his right he saw a sexy looking brown haired woman and two teenage boys who couldn't have been much older than the required thirteen and looked too much like her to be anything but her sons. She was laying back and resting on her forearms while the boys were facing in the opposite direction and taking turns between her spread legs licking her pussy lips. Their respectably sized penises were fully erect and the mother was taking turns at each of them, taking first one then the other into her mouth and then her throat. Looking to his left Bill saw a threesome similar to the one he was currently sharing with Susie and Candy. The two teenage girls involved in that threesome were heavily involved in a sixty-nine while a man who looked to be in his thirties was moving from one end to the other as he fucked first one pussy and then the other. Occasionally the girl who was licking the pussy he was fucking took the opportunity to take an occasional lick while waiting for the man to pull out so that she could grab it quickly and take it in her mouth. "HEY!" said Candy loudly while shaking him to get his attention. "When you've finished perving maybe you can apply some cream on us. That is if it's not too much trouble." As the girls lay down and spread themselves ready for their 'Uncle Willy' to spread the lotion on their slim sexy and oh so naked bodies a group of six naked youths, four men and two young women began to head in their direction. The girls of course didn't notice them, due chiefly because they had their eyes closed in anticipation of the feel of Bill's hands on their supple, tender, ripe and very ready young bodies, but Bill did. He didn't need to be Einstein to figure out they were trouble, one look into their eyes was all it took. Not that the four young men were looking in his direction, their eyes were fixed firmly on Susie and Candy while the two young women both had their eyes fixed on Bill, or least a part of him that stretched out around 8½- inches from his body. Whatever their intentions thought Bill the six of them made quite a spectacle as they approached where Susie and Candy lay legs and arms spread waiting for him to begin applying the cream. They were walking six abreast not caring in the least who was in their way and forcing people to move as it became clear that they weren't about to detour around people in their way. On Bill's right, their left as they approached, was a tall and slightly overweight blonde boy. On his right with his erection in her left hand was a tallish redheaded plump but very sexy girl with big breasts. Next to her was a slim brown haired boy of average height and his erection was in the first girl's right hand. Then came the second threesome on their right, Bill's left. A slim blonde haired girl was walking between another blonde haired boy and a dark haired boy and like her friend she too had a firm grip of their hard-ons. Bill tried to ignore them. In fact he turned away from them and spread some cream over both Susie and Candy's breasts and carefully positioning himself he began to massage the cream in taking care to include the areola and nipple of each breast. Of course the weren't going to be ignored for long. The six of them spread themselves around in an arc at the feet of Susie and Candy and looking up the length of the girl's naked bodies and in the general direction of their eyes, not they made it far past their pussies or their breasts. For his part Bill just continued what he was doing massaging the suntan cream into Susie and Candy's breasts and down to their stomachs hoping that they would eventually get the message and leave them in peace. He guessed it would be a vain hope, and so it proved. The plumper of the two blonde haired boys stood there hands on hips while the redheaded girl with the big breasts stood behind him pressing herself full length against him as she reached around and casually stroked his cock. "Why don't ya fuck off grandpa," he said. To the girls he added as the redhead spread herself out slightly and took another cock in her other hand. "Why don'tcha come with us girls. We can do what the old man's doing and do it better." He pulled the redhead out from behind him and pulled her close until his large breasts were pressing into his chest and then tucked his cock between her legs. "why don'tcha ask Evie here," he changed his position ever so slightly and Bill suddenly had a close up view of around 8-inches of cock sliding into the redheads pussy, "she'll tell ya what a good fucking feels like won't ya babe." Bill saw the girl nod her head in a fashion that seemed to indicate she didn't have a mind of her own. "We've seen the two of you around here a few times. I kinda figured you needed some good fucking." He laughed. "So, do you want them cute cunts of yours fucked properly or what? Come on, what d'ya say?" Bill watched Susie and Candy sit up and look around at each of them in turn before turning back to the boy who was fucking the redhead. Candy it was who spoke. "N—fucking-O." She grinned. "And just in case you didn't finish kindergarten you slimy fucking toad, that spells NO! As in NO FUCKING WAY. Anyway, who the fuck asked you?" she said placing a hand between her spread legs and running a finger along her pussy lips until she reached her clit which she pinched between her thumb and index finger. "Better take a good look fuck features this is as close as you're gonna get to our cunts?" "Yeah," added Susie, "Do all of us a favour and, FUCK OFF!" "All right guys, you heard the ladies." Said Bill trying his best not to lose his temper. "Why don't you leave us in peace." "And just who is going to make us?" asked another of the guys as he moved forward with a third of the youths. "How about me," came the deep, throaty and commanding voice of a man dressed in the uniform of a beach inspector. He was six foot three if he was an inch, and he was solid, well muscled and looked just a little unhappy. "Don't you little turds ever learn?" The confident demeanor disappeared immediately at the sound of what was obviously a familiar voice. "We're sorry Mr. Sherwood," said the now nervous blonde youth who still had his cock deep in the heart of the redheads pussy. "We didn't mean any trouble." "Just like all those other times Woodall? You didn't mean any trouble then either did you? Now what I suggest is that you take your ... er... ladyfriend ... and I use that expression very loosely, and find somewhere quiet to finish off what you know you shouldn't be doing. I mean I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want me to run you in again." He turned to the slim brown haired boy who had his hands full of the slim blonde girl. "Somehow I don't think your father would be wanting to pick you up from the police station again would he Kenneth? I mean he must be getting tired of constantly bailing you out." Then he turned to the blonde. "And what about your mother Rosemary, I mean I'm sure the solicitors office where she works would be thrilled when she gets called away yet again to collect her daughter from the police station." They seemed to get the point then, and without another word the six of them moved quietly away. After watching them for several seconds to make sure they did indeed leave. The big man turned to the girls. With a smile he said, "You know Susie, Candy, it's really good to see the two of you again!" Bill, who had willed his penis back to its normal flaccid state, stood up and moved over to the tall strong looking man and held out his hand. "Sir, you and my lady friends here seem to have me at a disadvantage in that you know each other. I would like to amend that situation. My name is William, or Bill, Herschfeldt and I have been in Sydney for three days and have been enjoying the stimulating company of these two delightful ladies thanks to a rather special family I have been staying with." The man took Bill's hand, gripped it strongly and vigorously as he introduced himself. "Patrick Sherwood, Beach Inspector slash security guard slash bodyguard." He smiled. "And it was in my role as a security guard working at the 'Garden of Eden' that I met Susan here. And of course it was through her that I met Candice who," he grinned, "as you can see, "likes nothing better than showing off her naked body. Especially in front of a camera. And as for that family, what's it like staying with the Whites?" "Never a dull moment that's for sure. And little Bill sure gets a workout." Bill smiled as a thought occurred to him. "So when you're working there are there any on the job perks with the girls?" "Are you kidding." Patrick Sherwood knelt down, placed a hand between both girls legs and cupped their pussies. "My son and I have both enjoyed privileges with the girls." He grinned. "In fact Susie and Candy have been to my place on a number of occasions." He stopped for several seconds and stared at Bill's cock without the slightest hint of embarrassment. The blatant way Patrick Sherwood was checking him out began to have an effect on him that he found difficult to control. It became obvious, at least to Bill, that the man was bisexual. And that gave him pause for thought. It was an area of his sexuality that had never come up before. He had a strong feeling that it was probably going to come up tonight. And that feeling got just a little stronger with the next thing that Patrick Sherwood said when he dragged his eyes from his cock, now well on the way back to full erection, and looked him in the eye. "As a matter of fact Bill," and his tongue ran lecherously across his top lip, "if you're not doing anything tonight, how about coming over with Susie and Candy. I think I'd like to get to know you better, that is if the thought of my company doesn't completely offend you." He grinned. "Come to that so would my wife and our son and daughter. What do you say?" Well there it was thought Bill. The invitation was out there and the meaning was clear. What should he say? He decided on the only thing he could say knowing full well that Caroline would insist on him taking any opportunity to explore any untried area of his sexuality. "Yes of course," he said finally, "I'd be delighted. Just as long as Susie and Candy here agree." And of course they did saying that they couldn't think of a better way to spend the evening. And though Bill smiled he couldn't help but wonder just what he was letting himself in for. ------- Chapter 10 Bill stood there a smile on his face as he watched Patrick Sherwood. He was tending the two large hot plates of his home made brick barbecue. Both were filled to overflowing with chops, sausages, hamburgers, chicken pieces and steaks. In one hand he held a pair of long tongs that he was using to turn the meat, in his other hand he held a VB (Victoria Bitter — a beer from the renowned Carlton and United Brewery). The beer while tending the barbecue was the right of the cook, it went hand in hand with the frequent turning of the meat. A chef would tell him that he was turning the meat more than necessary but Patrick would say that that too was the cook's privilege. That wasn't what was making Bill smile though. No, what was making Bill smile was the sight of Patrick's wife Josephine clad in a brief bikini standing behind him, her spectacular 38-inch C-cup breasts pressed into his back and side as she rubbed her cloth-covered pussy into his thigh while she masturbated her husband's 8-inch cock once she had freed it from his swimming trunks. Josephine was laughing as she turned to their daughter Tricia who had begun the evening wearing a bikini but had quickly disposed of it as her natural exhibitionism took over. At 18 Tricia Sherwood had a figure to match her mother's delicious 38C-26-37 and in fact with her D-cup breasts probably went one better. "What do you think Tricia," she asked as she began to rub her hand along the hard length of her husband's cock with shorter, faster strokes in an attempt to bring him off quickly, "do you reckon your father's cum would make a good baste for the meat?" Taking her mouth off the cock she was sucking — it belonged to her strongly built and equally naked 16-year-old brother Robin — Tricia replied, "I think I'd prefer that marinate that you made up mum." She indicated Susan Johnson who was naked like her and her Robin and was closing in on where Patrick and Josephine Sherwood were standing. "And besides, I think that young Suzie might want daddy's spunk. What do you think mum?" "Uumm, I think you might be right honey," said Josephine and she turned Patrick slightly to his right so that the black haired teenager would have an easy time getting to her husband's hard-on. Just as Bill watched Josephine Sherwood point her husband's cock in Suzie's direction and just as he saw the sexy 16-year-old take it in her mouth, Candy walked over to join him. She was dressed in a very brief bikini consisting of three tiny pieces of material covering nipples and cunt and literally nothing else plus the requisite string that held everything together. It occurred to Bill that as ravishing as the statuesque figure of Tricia Sherwood and the slimmer but no less appealing Suzie looked naked the sight of Josephine Sherwood and Candy in there barely there bikinis was sexy as hell. Bill was beginning to enjoy the feel of Candy's C-cup breasts against his side and her pussy as she pressed her scantily covered mound against his bare thigh when she called to a blonde-haired slim but well muscled 20-year-old man by the name of Leigh Henderson who had been introduced as Tricia Sherwood's boyfriend. "Hey what do you think Leigh?" she asked as she hooked Bill's erect 8-inches out of his bathers. "You haven't had the pleasure of this one, d'ya fancy trying it out?" She quickly turned to Bill. "You don't mind do you?" Bill took his right hand, slid it down beneath the tiny piece of cloth covering Candy's vagina and started to slide a finger between the puffy lips of her labia majora while he reached across with his left and pushed her top below her tasty C-cup breasts. Laughing he asked, "Do I have any choice?" "Not considering how much you seemed to enjoy that bungee jump." By this stage Leigh had walked over to join them and was about to take Bill's cock in hand. At first he didn't do anything but hold it between the thumb and index finger of his right as he looked Bill in the eye. He didn't say anything; he didn't need to, his raised eyebrows as he looked earnestly at Bill spoke for him. Bill didn't say anything either, he simply nodded his head. Seconds later the head of his cock disappeared between Leigh Henderson's lips as he knelt on the pine decking and a few seconds after that the shaft of Bill's cock was following as Bill began to enjoy the sensations of an exquisite blowjob. As Bill continued to finger Candy's cunt and brush his thumb gently across her clit he took a look around and realized that they had the attention of the other five people. Susan was looking their way and giggling as she cleaned off Patrick Sherwood's cock that judging by its limp state had already blown its load into her receptive mouth. Patrick was also glancing in his direction and licking his lips as if anticipating when his turn would come. Behind Patrick his wife had removed her bra and was now pressing her naked breasts into his chest as she stage whispered after seeing the direction of his gaze, "Uumm, wondering what it would feel like to have your lips wrapped around Bill's delicious cock are you sweetheart?" "Oh Josie you know me too well." He looked across to where Leigh was still sucking Bill's cock. "Taste nice?" He asked as he began to flip the meat once more. All Leigh Henderson could do seeing as he wasn't prepared to relinquish his hold on Bill's cock was smile around Bill's cock as he gave a thumbs up with his left hand. That just left Tricia and Robin. Tricia was no longer giving her brother a blowjob, not that she wasn't still getting the benefit of his cock. She had moved to a hands and knees position so that Robin could fuck her doggy style while they watched her boyfriend give Bill an expert blowjob. Bill had to ask the question of Leigh Henderson. He was fairly sure that the answer would be a positive one but he asked anyway, especially as his orgasm was imminent. Looking down at the handsome young man who was really starting to work his cock now he asked, "Do you swallow?" The nod of the head was answer enough so Bill, who had been close to orgasm for a number of seconds, stopped trying to hold off and allowed several streams of semen to jet past the welcoming lips of Leigh Henderson's open mouth before Candy pushed Leigh out of the way once he had finished coming. "Now he's mine," she giggled and pointing to where his girlfriend was still getting a doggy fuck from her brother Robin indicated Tricia's mouth before she loosely wrapped her hand around his cock. "Leigh, your cock's hard and your girlfriend has a vacant mouth, seems like a perfect match to me." She glanced across to Patrick Sherwood and noted that his wife now had a mouthful of his limp but soon to be hard again penis while Suzie was in the process of removing Josie's very brief G-string bikini bottoms before turning her attention back to Bill. "Meanwhile 'Uncle Willy' I think we've just got time before the meat's done," and she quickly dropped to her knees. "If I can revive you we should be able to grab a quick fuck before dinner." Bill had to laugh at the 'if'. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that a horny 15-year-old slut like Candy Booth could revive his flagging penis and once revived he also had no doubt that it wouldn't take him long to shoot a load into her welcoming cunt. He watched the short, sexy blonde with the C-cup breasts that looked awesome on her petite figure take him in her mouth. She ingested his limp cock in one voracious swallow and used her tongue to work on the shaft. Then he felt her hands on the cheeks of his bottom. At first he thought Candy was grabbing hold so that she'd have some purchase when he began to stiffen in her mouth, something that was already happening. And to some degree he was right, but then as he felt his cock begin to fill the warm and tight confines of her throat one of her fingers began to slide into his arse, slide being the operative word. He smiled to himself as she began to use her mouth like a cunt on his cock; clearly Candy had lubricated her finger in the one place immediately available to her. Her pussy! And then she took her mouth off his cock and looked up into his eyes as she forced her finger into his rectum as far as it would go before beginning to fuck his arse with it. "Come on 'Uncle Willy'," she begged, "fuck my face. Use it as a cunt!" and she took the head of his cock back into her mouth and just held it there. Clearly she was challenging him to do as she asked and the finger she was fucking his arse with was almost forcing his hips forward and all but pushing his cock further into her mouth. So, taking that as a sign Bill began to thrust his hips against Candy's face as she continued to finger his arse. And then a second finger followed the first. It felt great to Bill causing him to wonder just what it would be like to have a real life cock fucking his arse. He took it as another sign and he began to thrust a little harder into the welcoming warmth of Candy's mouth and received an appreciative sigh for his trouble. Deeper and deeper he thrust until his pubes began to tickle her nose and his balls touched her chin. Then he began a slow and gentle fucking of her face enjoying as he did so the feel of her tongue on his shaft on each thrust and withdrawal. That wasn't the only thrill he was getting though. Candy's two fingers as she continued to fuck his arse in concert with his own in and out motions and her talented deep-throating of his cock were like nothing he'd ever felt before, except maybe the feeling of that vibrating dildo he'd had up his arse at the bungee jump. The thought of that dildo caused Bill to think again about what a cock would feel like fucking his arse, and that caused him to look around for the two men most likely to give him that experience, Patrick Sherwood and Leigh Henderson. Patrick was in the process of moving the meat from the barbecue to a number of oven trays and was doing a splendid job considering he looked likely to climax thanks to his wife's expert blowjob. Bill also noted that Suzie, after her removal of Josephine Sherwood's G-string, was on her back with her head between the woman's legs sucking on and tonguing out her pussy. Turning to where he knew Robin Sherwood had been fucking his sister Tricia and where Leigh was supposed to be on the receiving end of a Tricia Sherwood blowjob Bill only saw the brother and sister engaged in a sixty-nine. Of Leigh Henderson there was no sign. Bill didn't have to wonder for long though. Candy slid her fingers out of his bottom at the same time as she released his hard-on from her mouth, looked up into his eyes and giggled. It was at that point that he felt the head of a penis press between the cheeks of his arse as Candy pulled them apart. He was somewhat relieved to feel rubbery texture of a condom. A cock up his arse was one thing, and if the truth be known something he could get used to, but having it filled with semen was entirely another. The pain Bill felt as Leigh Henderson thrust the head of his cock home was tempered by the feel of his cock returning to the comforting warmth of Candy's mouth. With a grunt he resumed his fucking of Candy's mouth while Leigh followed his movements keeping the head of his cock buried in his arse, and soon, as Bill settled into a rhythmic fucking of Candy's luscious mouth and delicate throat, Leigh began to ease the shaft of his 9½-inches into his arse. Then suddenly the feel of Leigh's testicles on his buttocks told him that he'd taken all of Leigh's cock without the pain and discomfort getting very much worse. Leigh stopped thrusting and so did Bill. That just left Candy, and she resumed her fucking of her face on Bill's cock, repeatedly taking it deep in her throat. It was then that Bill chose to look around. First he looked over his shoulder and noted that Leigh had his eyes closed and a slight smile on his face as he began to ease his cock from its home in Bill's arse. All the way to the head he pulled it before he slowly slid it back in. Then he glanced down at where Candy was still using her mouth as a cunt for his cock. Her eyes were closed too as she apparently savoured the taste of him. Finally he looked around, and that's when he saw five people standing to their left with broad grins on their faces as they watched the unusual threesome. "HEY YOU THREE!" shouted Patrick finally. "Grub's up." Bill laughed. In that situation it was all he could do as he said, "Yeah," he indicated behind him, "that's not all that's up." And in concert with Leigh's fucking of his arse he resumed his own fucking of Candy's mouth as they both laughed at his poor attempt at humour. "So," said Patrick, "are you coming or what?" "Well I don't know about Leigh but I'm not far off giving Candy here a tasty little entrée." "And neither am I," added Leigh. And as if it was orchestrated Bill and Leigh climaxed together. ------- Freshening up and the leisurely dinner that followed took a good hour and a half thanks to several interruptions of a decidedly decadent and prurient nature. And then the real orgy took place. And apparently the program for the evening had been pre-ordained. Leigh Henderson, having already satisfied the homosexual half of his bisexual bent, gravitated to his girlfriend. He laid her down on a close handy air mattress, grabbed an ankle in each hand, thrust her legs in the air, spread them as far apart as the span of his outstretched arms would allow and thrust his long cock deep into the heart of her pussy in one continuous thrust. Bill's partners for the evening decided that there was more than enough of the strongly built Robin Sherwood and his 8-inches to go round. While engaging in a sexy sixty-nine they insisted on Robin moving from one end to the other and fucking each pussy for a count of thirty seconds. It was of course a contest. The prize for the winner was a one on one fuck session with Robin while the task of the loser was to revive Robin's flagging penis should it need it. All in all neither Suzie nor Candy would probably consider themselves losers in such a situation. With those five people so engaged Bill once more became the filling in a male/female sandwich. This time instead of the warm welcoming mouth of Candice Booth his cock found its way into the Josephine Sherwood pussy while the Patrick Sherwood cock became the second male cock ever to find a home in the tight confines of Bill's bottom. Bill had long ago given up being embarrassed at having a cock up his arse. Credit for that had to go to the wonderful Sherwood family and the incredible and very sexually liberated Suzie and Candy. So in his relaxed mood he began to savagely fuck Josie in the missionary position while Patrick, having already coated his cock and Bill's arse with lube, slid every inch of his condom covered hard-on slowly but surely up Bill's welcoming bottom. In that position it was Patrick who controlled the sex. When he withdrew his cock Bill's cock eased from the heart of Josie's pussy and when he thrust back into Bill's now welcoming arse Bill's cock housed itself back in the Josephine Sherwood cunt. All that would change was the position Bill would adopt. Knowing that from this position the chances of his cock coming into contact with Josie's G-spot were minimal to say the least he concentrated on making sure his cock brushed her clitoris while he turned his right hand over and pushed a finger into her pussy alongside his cock. It took him several minutes but he found her spot and concentrated on bringing her to orgasm while he continued to fuck her and while Patrick maintained his steady fucking of his arse. Nothing had been said from the time their threesome began, but when Bill took the erect nipple of her left breast between his lips Josie tapped him on the shoulder. Without taking his mouth from her breast Bill tilted his head slightly so that he could look at her. "You like it don't," she said with a smile. It was a statement not a question. Bill took his mouth off her breast briefly. "What's not to like. Sex can be fun if you'll let it." 'And' he thought 'now all I have to do is prove to my wife that I can change at home too'. And he went back to fucking Josephine Sherwood while thinking just how enjoyable it was to have a cock up his bum and wondering how soon it would be before he was giving one of these two guys a blowjob. It turned it to be not too long. Roughly an hour later Bill and Patrick had both spent their loads and Josephine had revived her husband who was now enjoying the attentions of Suzie and Candy. Seeing his mother available Robin had taken the opportunity to prove the virility of youth by fucking her with a cock that was quick to revive after having deposited a second load into 'contest winner' Candy's cunt. That left Bill the chance to join Tricia and Leigh, and with a cock that Leigh quickly revived he began to fuck the Sherwood's 18-year-old daughter while he lost his 'blowjob virginity' on Leigh Henderson's magnificent cock. Knowing he wouldn't be able to deep throat it Bill didn't even try, instead he just enjoyed the feel of having a cock in his mouth. As he kept fucking Tricia and sucking Leigh's cock Bill couldn't help but think that this trip to Sydney had been by far the most memorable and it still hadn't finished, tomorrow a visit to the set of 'Friends and Neighbours' was planned. He smiled to himself as he fucked Tricia Sherwood harder while sucking on the head and the first two or three inches of the shaft of Leigh Henderson's cock, who knew what Sally and Sandy would have in store for him on that visit. The mind boggled at the thought. ------- Chapter 11 Bill woke in the morning to the pleasant feeling of a hand wrapped around his erection. He didn't know whose hand it was as his eyes were still closed; feigning sleep he kept them closed and waited to see if what he expected to happen would eventuate. It did. "Hey mum," said Sandy, "do you suppose Uncle Willy will be able to sleep through me fucking him?" "I don't know," said her mother, "why don't you hop on and find out while I hold it up for you." A split second later his cock was pointing in a vertical position and soon Bill could feel the warmth of a pussy wrapping itself like a glove around his erection. He took a risk and opened his eyes to see if it was Sandy fucking herself on his cock and found himself looking at the grinning face of the fourteen-year-old as she leant forward to press her B-cup breasts into his chest while slowly and rhythmically lifting her pussy on and off the steel like 8½-inches that was his erection. "See," giggled the still grinning Sandy White, "I knew you weren't asleep Uncle Willy. No one can sleep through me wrapping my little cunt around their hard-on, now why don't you fuck me!" Taking her at her word Bill grabbed her by the hips and after checking to see where Sally was on the bed, she was standing nude by his left side with a tray of breakfast in her hand, flipped her over and propped himself over her in the missionary position with his cock deep in her pussy. Taking a breath and giving the girl a chance to settle as he leant forward and took the nipple of her right breast into his hand he glanced into her eyes. "Are you ready?" he asked. Sandy laughed as she pushed up as if trying to cram more of his cock into her pussy. "Are you kidding Uncle Willy, can't you feel how wet I am. I'm fourteen, horny and my cunt needs a dick like other people need breakfast, now FUCK me." How could Bill refuse a request like that? The short answer of course was that he couldn't. Propping himself on his hands Bill began to drive his thick eight plus inches into the welcoming Sandy White cunt just as Sally dumped the tray, climbed onto the bed, straddled her daughter's head and lowered her weeping pussy onto the girls mouth as she licked her lips in anticipation. "So," said Sally as she held her pussy a fraction of an inch from her daughter's searching tongue, "are you still planning on visiting the set this afternoon?" Bill grinned as he continued to fuck the girls thrusting cunt. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." "Good, I'll make sure the studio sends a car for you. Now hurry up and fuck the little slut so we can get going, we have our usual Wednesday morning meeting with the writers and the producers before we film some of the boring filler stuff. Not that this afternoon will be boring, the scene Sandy and I will be filming will be anything but boring, in fact it's crucial to the direction the show will be taking. Now FUCK her!" Taking the mother at her word Bill pressed his hands firmly into the bed, withdrew until just the head of his cock was in her pussy and then slammed his cock home causing the young blonde to grunt into her mother's pussy as the sound of flesh slapping together filled the room. Then he withdrew and repeated the action, increasing the pace of his fucking with every stroke until the room was full of the sounds of slapping flesh, daughter grunting lustily into her mother's pussy and the mother sighing with the pleasure she was getting from her daughter's tongue as it delved between the lips her pussy and sometimes contacted her clitoris. Nearly fifteen minutes later mother and daughter were side by side on the bed, they were both a lather of sweat and were finding it difficult to move, while Bill couldn't wipe the silly grin off his face. "Now THAT," he said, "was a hell of a way to start the day." ------- Some five hours later the doorbell rang and a quick glance through the front window told Bill that it was the limo driver. Quickly grabbing his watch, mobile phone and wallet Bill headed to the door. The studio's driver opened the back door of the plush BMW to reveal a young brunette half sitting and half lying across the seat wearing, if you could call it wearing, a tiny skirt and a button down blouse that had only the bottom button done up. Beneath the blouse was nothing but flesh, firm upright and very inviting breast flesh. At first Bill couldn't see what if anything the girl wore beneath her skirt. That soon changed when she dropped her right leg to the floor and lifted her other until it rested against the rear windscreen to reveal a smooth shaven slit weeping with pussy juice. She smiled lasciviously as Bill climbed in. "See anything you like?" Bill turned to the driver who was still standing there waiting for them to settle in before he closed the door. The man laughed. "The young lady is a present from the studio; she is what the erotic film industry, formerly the porno industry, would call a fluffer. Her name is Geraldine Padgett." He laughed again. "She likes her friends to call her Gerry, especially those that are about to fuck her or are going to receive one of her world-class blowjobs." "So you'd better call me Gerry," said the girl as she pulled Bill on top of her before looking past him to the driver who still hadn't closed the door. "Don't forget to take it easy Max, I mean it's not like Bill and I will be wearing seatbelts so we don't want to get pulled over by the cops. Now if you would just start driving Uncle Willy and I might be able to get down to some serious fucking. I mean we've only got forty minutes." It was immediately obvious to Bill that Gerry had done this on many previous occasions. By the time Max had climbed into the driver's seat she had his belt and button down fly undone and his trousers down to his ankles. As the car pulled out of the driveway his underwear had joined his trousers and by the time they reached the end of the street he was balls deep in her pussy. Seconds later Bill was lost in the thrill of fucking a vagina tighter than Sandy, Candy or Suzy's trio of exquisite teen pussies and he wasn't doing any of the work. As solid as he was, Gerry, with her feet and her forearms flat on the back seat, was using tremendous power through her hips to push off the comfortable leather upholstery, and then she began to squeeze him with her thighs and his cock with her vaginal muscles. "Come on big boy all you have to do is hold yourself up while I do the work; let me see just how quickly I can make this big snake spit." And that is exactly what Gerry did, while Bill propped himself up on his right hand and used his left to gently toy with her right breast and its very erect nipple she fucked herself on his cock squeezing him with her strong cunt muscles as she did so. A man couldn't be expected to last long under such a full-on pussy onslaught and Bill didn't. Amidst the grunts and groans from him and repeated sighs of pleasure and insistent 'yeses' and successive screams of 'fuck my cunt' and 'fuck me' from Gerry Bill lasted around fifteen minutes which, to him, seemed pretty good under the circumstances. And then as Gerry finally collapsed into the luxurious upholstery and pulled Bill down on top of her with his wilting cock still trapped in the woman's vagina as it bathed in their combined cum and pussy by her strong vaginal muscles he laughed. Wrapping her arms around his neck Gerry pulled his face to hers and kissed him before she tilted his head and looked at him with a slightly puzzled looking grin. "Just what were you laughing at?" He laughed again. "Just you saying 'fuck me' and 'fuck my cunt'. I didn't exactly get to do much of the fucking now did I?" The twenty-two-year-old brunette giggled and gave his cock another squeeze, then, feeling a little life returning to it she lifted her head and yelled out just as the car pulled up to a set of traffic lights, "Hey Max, how long before we hit the studio?" The grinning face of Max looked into the back. "Oh I'd say about twenty minutes, and by the way just in case you haven't noticed you have an audience." "Oh cool," giggled Gerry and they both looked out the window to see that they had an audience of around a dozen, all of whom were taking a close look inside the limousine. A matter of fifteen or twenty seconds later the lights had changed to green, Bill and Gerry had lost their audience and she was looking up into his eyes. "Flip me over 'Uncle Willy', you're getting hard again and I need to play cowgirl." He laughed as he gripped her hips and flipped over so that she had the top position, all without his cock slipping from her vagina thanks more to the strength in her vaginal muscles than his ability to maintain close hip to hip contact. In short order she was soon fucking herself with his cock and squeezing him just enough that he knew she would drag a second climax from him before they hit the studios and she did just that reaching her own orgasm just as they passed through the security gates. Bill couldn't help but smile as he watched Gerry wave at the guard on duty as though it was an everyday occurrence to be fucking in the back of a limo in full view of anyone who wanted to look. They pulled up right outside the main entrance and it was only when the back door opened and a young girl stood there with a damp cloth in one hand and a towel over her arm that Bill knew what was going to happen, or thought he did. He was nearly right, he had thought that the cloth was intended to clean them both up, but it turned out the cloth was just for him. While Gerry took the cloth and began cleaning him of the combination pussy juice he watched the young girl position herself between Gerry's legs and use her mouth and tongue to clean her of their combined juices. Gerry looked up where she was cleaning his cock. "Uncle Willy," she said indicating the girl behind her, "I'd like you to meet Annie Taylor, she's a fluffer and part-time makeup artist like me and just like me she likes nothing more than cleaning up a cunt full of spunk and pussy juice." She thought for a second. "But her blowjob talents aren't quite a match for mine." And as if to prove her point she took Bill's semi limp cock in her mouth, began to slide her lips down his shaft and didn't stop until her lips were kissing his pubic hair. She immediately slid her lips back up his shaft until her just held the head of his cock, and then she repeated it twice more before she cleaned him off with the towel and helped him pull his underwear and trousers back up. "There," she said with a giggle, "that should tide you over until watching the scene they are going to play out gets you all horny again. And when it does..." "We'll be ready to help him out." The voice belonged to Sally White and Bill looked up and past where Gerry was now standing and doing her best, but failing, to pull her skirt down far enough to hide her pussy and bottom to see Sally and Sandy standing there. They appeared to be ready for their shoot dressed in the costumes of the show set in early sixties Australia. Mum Sally in her role as the morally depraved mother Tania Jenkins wore a 'scandalous' skirt that was a full two inches above the knee and a plain yellow blouse with no cleavage at all and long sleeves that were buttoned at the wrist. Daughter Sandy in her role as her thirteen-year-old screen daughter Missy, who in the show had long ago decided that her mother wasn't going to have all the fun, was dressed even more scandalously. Her sixties style mini skirt was a full eight inches above the knee and would flare to a point that the white cotton panties she wore beneath it could be seen if she moved with any degree of suddenness at all. Bill watched Sally move toward him, watched her put her arms around his neck as she pressed every statuesque and supremely sexy inch of her five foot eight figure against his body. She indicated behind her as she grabbed his hands and placed them on her bottom through her skirt. "Do you see those two delicious young boys back there standing next to the entrance to studio one where we'll be filming this scene?" Bill looked across, saw two teenage boys of around fourteen or fifteen years of age dressed in identical school uniforms of Navy blue shorts and light blue short-sleeved shirts with some kind of badge on the pocket and nodded. "This next scene involves Sandy and me sharing a shower with the two of them and then fucking them on the marital bed, which is where the final last climactic scene of this afternoon's shoot happens." She grinned as she placed my hands under her skirt and onto the lacy material of her underwear. "And I mean that figuratively as well as literally." "You mean that..." "I mean that a member of the cast wants to leave the show, now his leaving has been a closely guarded secret and is going to be a major shock to a high percentage of our female viewers." Sally gave Bill a quick peck on the lips. "And that's all I'm going to say, except that it's time for us to go," and she withdrew from his embrace, grabbed her real-life and screen daughter by the hand and disappeared through a studio door with the two teenage boys. When the door closed behind them Bill felt a small hand take his own. He looked to his right and realised that Annie Taylor was trying to get his attention. When she got it she said, "This way Mr. Herschfeldt," she smiled cheekily, "or can I call you 'Uncle Willy'?" "'Uncle Willy' sounds good to me," and Bill allowed himself to be led to a chair positioned a safe distance away from the cameras and the two sets they were going to use but with a perfect view of the action. When he sat in the chair he was surprised to see Annie slip off the tiny cotton dress she was wearing. No bra and panties meant that she was immediately nude, and when bill commented that he was a little surprised, but pleasantly so, the slim, blonde seventeen-year-old merely said, "Rules are rules," and she pointed to where Geraldine Padgett was now occupying the lap of one of the shows executive producers. "See, Gerry and me and the shows two other fluffer sluts have to be nude when we're on set." "Sounds like a perfectly acceptable rule to me," and Bill settled back into the comfort of the easy chair taking a perfect breast in each hand and easing her back with him. From then on it was simply a case of enjoying the slim blonde's perfect body as he watched the director, the cameramen, and Sally, Sandy and the two young actors try to complete the shower scene with a series of pre-ordained actions. It turned out to be a futile exercise in so Christopher Carlingford — he was one of show's four regular directors — simply told them take a long hot four way shower in whatever combination they found themselves in. He also told them they could suck and fuck in whatever position they found themselves and with whomever and that he would simply edit the resulting orgy in what he deemed to be best for the show. For Bill it was fun, his cock was suddenly free, firmly in the grasp of a dainty right hand and was dribbling pre-cum at the sight of Annie Taylor's pussy as she lowered it down unerringly to the bullseye that was the head of the steel-like shaft of his penis. And when the outer labia reached their target and began to separate as they began the task of wrapping themselves around his penis Bill decided against any thoughts of thrusting upwards helpfully. He quickly and rightfully decided that this was Annie's show and instead took a breast in each hand and thumbed their nipples as he settled back to watch the White women have their way with two teen actors. The two actors — so Annie informed him — were a thirteen-year-old black haired youth named Brett Calderwood and a sixteen-year-old with blonde hair by the name of Allan Swan. Calderwood's character was a fourteen-year-old from Missy Jenkins's high school named Harry Richardson who, with the help of Missy regularly dipped what was a very respectable cock for his age in most of the available pussy. Swan's character, Jimmy Brown, was from the same school and he too received the willing assistance of one of the school's other horny sluts, Tina Reece, a blonde played by every Australian male's walking wet dream, fifteen-year-old Jackie Woodhouse. Bill's cock was just nestled nicely into Annie Taylor's pussy, his hands were gently massaging her breasts and his lips and tongue were working their along her shoulder from her neck to her right arm when he looked up and glanced to towards the set. He saw that Sally and Sandy and the two young actors were now out of the shower and onto the drying stage, though only mother and daughter were getting anything dried, and that was their hair as they knelt on the sets bathroom floor and performed expert blowjobs. Satisfied that Sally and Sandy were happy in their work Bill turned his attention back to Annie's shoulder while she continued to fuck herself on his cock, not that he didn't keep one eye on the set as they gently fucked so that they didn't disturb the filming. Finally though that scene ended with the four of them exiting the 'bathroom' and facing the door that led to Tania Jenkins's bedroom, and when it did the fluffing talents of Annie were immediately called on. It was a little bit of a shock for Bill when Annie jumped off his cock, walked quickly over to Allan Swan, fell to her knees and swallowed his cock. He didn't feel quite so bad though when he saw that even the executive producer had had to relinquish Geraldine Padgett so that she could perform the same service for Brett Calderwood. And then his smile quickly returned when a naked Sally moved to the producer and an equally naked Sandy walked over to him. She grinned as she took his cock in her left hand and then bent over and kissed its tip. "Aahhh, is your poor little dickie getting lonely?" "Not for much longer I hope." Sandy moved astride Bill and with his hands cupping the cheeks of her arse and holding her up she was able to prop over his cock. "Just don't come in me or get me off 'Uncle Willy', okay. That would spoil things and we're already on a tight schedule as it is." Bill laughed, he couldn't help it. "Well there's a first. I have my cock in the pussy of a girl who's as horny as all get out and she's telling me not to consummate things." He looked up as he settled Sandy on his lap with his cock resting in her vagina and saw James J Trentham, the well known Australian actor who was a member of the Royal Shakespeare Company standing to the side and having a joke with a scantily clad young lady who was putting the finishing touches to his makeup. Indicating the distinguished actor, Bill said, "Would I be right in assuming that the dramatic content of this afternoon's shoot has just arrived?" Sandy looked up, saw that the director was calling her and immediately hopped off 'Uncle Willy's' cock. "Yes," she said simply as she joined her mother and the two young actors who both had Annie and Gerry still working on their cocks as they headed to door leading to the makeshift bedroom. Bill watched the director position the four of them, watched as Annie and Gerry performed their duties one more time before Sally and Sandy took the cocks in hand and led them into the bedroom, which is when Annie rushed over to renew her acquaintance with his cock. You can come in me now," she said with a grin, "they won't need me anymore." And she quickly hopped onto his lap and dropped her pussy onto his cock for a second time. Of course that is exactly what Bill did while on the set the predicted dramatic content happened ten minutes after the boys began fucking mother and daughter to the background of music by sixties Australian heartthrobs, Johnny O'Keefe, Cole Joye and Normie Rowe as well the ultra cute Little Pattie song 'He's My Blonde-headed Stompie-Wompie Real Gone Surfer Boy' (Trust me that song is as real as the artist-BB). Trentham, in the role of Sandy's husband Roy Jenkins, walked into the bedroom and caught his wife Tania and daughter Missy on their backs, legs in the air getting vigorously fucked by the two young teens. It was, Bill learned, the way Trentham was going to leave the show to join the Royal Shakespeare Company in London. Sally was right, thought Bill as he watched, there was going to be a lot of broken hearts when this episode aired. Bill watched the final climactic scenes, the two teens scurrying around searching for their clothes, Sally and Sandy doing their best to hide breasts and vaginas while at the same time trying to stem the flow of semen and Trentham in his best dramatic fashion getting ready to storm out. It was, Bill decided, more than just fun; it was one of the highlights of his week and as if to prove it he pumped his semen into Annie's pussy just as the final climactic scenes were being enacted. A little less than ten minutes later Bill and the executive producer had been cleaned of cum and pussy juice courtesy the fluffer's magic tongues and they were busy cleaning each other up while he was being introduced to James J Trentham. "So," said Trentham with an arm around both Sally and Sandy and one hand on Sally's right breast and his other on Sandy's left one, "are you coming to the going away party they are throwing me?" "Try and keep me away," laughed Bill as he remembered the orgy on Monday night at the White house, "try and keep me away." ------- Chapter 12 The after show party to celebrate the departure of James J. Trentham was a huge success. And during a vigorous threesome with the buxom forty-six year old sexpot Rhonda Kingman and this episodes director, Christopher Carlingford, Bill made a commitment, a promise, not to reveal the events of the episode he had just witnessed before they were aired on television later in the year. After a final fling with the fluffers, Geraldine (Gerry) Padgett and Annie Taylor, Bill went back to the White's North Shore home for a final night with the family and Susan Johnson and Candice (Candy) Booth. The plan was to have a night to remember before Bill went back to the city for a final closing session at the four day seminar and then on to the airport for his flight back to Melbourne for his long-awaited admission to his wife Caroline about what really happened on his trips to Sydney. With Peter White taking the night off from the massage parlour to join his wife and daughter and the two sex mad teens the six of them went to an exclusive licensed restaurant for a meal and some dancing. And after the meal that is exactly what they did, though with Peter dancing with Sally and Bill enjoying closeness of Sandy's exquisite fourteen-year-old body Suzy and Candy were left at the table, a state of affairs that didn't last for long. While the restaurant was full of mostly couples there were sufficient young unattached men anxious to get the sixteen-year-old black haired and slim Suzy and the fifteen-year-old blonde Candy of the C-cup breasts onto the dance floor. For most of the early part of the evening the music was up-tempo and on more than one occasion Bill begged off and allowed one or more of the young single men to entertain Sandy on the dance floor. Although on most occasions it was Sandy, her mother and Suzy and Candy who, along with some of the other more free-spirited women and young girls in the restaurant, were doing the entertaining. The four of them all wore different coloured half thigh length flared skirts that with their extravagant and highly vigorous dance movements revealed G-strings of different colours; black for Sally, hot pink for Sandy, fire red for Suzy and, just to be different, virginal white for Candy. When the four of them had all returned and everyone was seated enjoying a drink, beer for Peter, white wine for Sally, Strongbow dry cider, strong and alcoholic, for Bill and Coke for the teens, Bill couldn't help but ask a question. Turning to the four in turn he asked, "Why the underwear? For some reason, with what I've experienced this week I fully expected to see four naked pussies when those skirts flew before." "Oh don't be too disappointed Uncle Willy," said Sandy from beside him, "sometimes it's much more fun to unwrap the package." "It is also one of the reasons we chose this particular restaurant," added Sally taking over. "Of the restaurants and night clubs that offer the sort of service to its patrons that this one does this is by far the most exclusive and really does take care of its customers and keeps out any potential troublemakers along with the media. This restaurant is five stars both in security and secrecy," Sally managed a little giggle, "even though these days secrecy isn't quite as necessary as it once was. Still, be that as it may, it remains the main reason why the nation's high rollers and businessmen and women, sports people and celebrities feel comfortable here." Then as if to fit actions to word Sally took Peter onto the dance floor while a footballer Bill recognised as Brett Kirk, a high profile player and co-captain of the Sydney Swans AFL team, came across and introduced himself before taking a willing and excited Sandy — she was a Swans fan — onto the dance floor. And when two young men came up and escorted Suzy and Candy to the dance floor Bill was left to watch. What Bill was left to watch was exciting, the music changed from up tempo to slow and sensual with hands exploring bodies, through clothes where the men were concerned and under skirts, the general form of dress for the women and girls. That soon changed though, and the first garment to go were the aforementioned skirts leaving a high percentage of the women and girls on the dance floor dancing in their panties of choice, mostly G-strings and thongs. Two more slow songs followed and by the time they had finished the dance floor was crowded with women and girls in bra and panties, just panties, or in the case of the more adventurous nothing at all. That the more adventurous would include Sally and Sandy and Suzy and Candy was a foregone conclusion as was the fact that every man or teenage boy would be all over Sally and Sandy with requests for autographs or if they were lucky maybe an intimate dance. And when Peter Joined Bill at their table for a rest and a beer he joined him in watching the four girls on the dance floor with a number of different men young and old. At first it looked they were comfortable just being naked in the arms of the men and having hands, fingers and tongues exploring the more intimate parts of their anatomy, soon though it became clear that if any man or teenage boy wanted to dance with them there was a price to pay. At first it was just a shirt, then shoes and socks joined the shirts as a clear prelude to what was to come, and for a while that was the way it stayed with every strapping young man in the place barefooted and bare-chested. On the other hand with Sally, Sandy, Suzy and Candy and a host of other attractive women and pretty young teenage girls all naked it was only a matter of time before they began to insist on their partners being in a similar state of undress. When that happened dancing became up close and very personal with every naked man slow dancing and bumping and grinding a half or fully erect penis against his partner. And for a while mother, daughter and the two girls stayed on the dance floor changing partners on a regular basis until Sally and Sandy unexpectedly found themselves without partners. Taking the opportunity they raced back to the table pulled Bill and Peter to their feet. Pointing towards the dance floor and the naked couples doing everything but have sex Sally said, "You know what you have to do don't you?" Not wanting to be first Bill sat back and took a sip of his wine to see what Peter would do, and when Peter undressed quickly, took his daughter's hand before leading her to the dance floor Bill knew he had no choice. And no more than a minute later he was naked with Sally leading him onto the dance floor by his substantial 8½-inch hard-on. And just as Bill was about to take Sally in his arms the slow song finished and an upbeat number came on, and it was at that point that Bill found out precisely what Sally meant when she spoke about security and secrecy. The women and girls began to attempt vertically what would normally be done horizontally; mostly they succeeded, and if they didn't succeed they simple climbed aboard their partner, captured his shaft in the warm welcoming sheath of their pussy. Bill looked around to see what Sandy and Peter were doing and didn't have to look far. Sandy was leaning forward hands on knees with her lips wrapped around the head of a handsome young man's cock while her father stood behind her grinding his cock into her welcoming pussy as she wiggled her hips in time to the music. Turning back Bill saw that Sally was ready for him; lifting her left leg she wrapped it around his waist and then pushed off with her right giving him no choice but to catch her by her simply scrumptious bottom. Holding her steady he felt her legs grip him tightly as she leant back and gripped his erection in her right hand while relying on the strength in her legs and his grip to hold her steady. Lifting her hips Sally pointed his cock at her pussy and maintaining her strong grip on his waist she used all her strength to slide her pussy sheath onto his welcoming cock. "Hey lean back Sally," came a male voice and Bill looked past Sally to see Brett Kirk facing him with a hand on Sally's shoulder, "I think that your mouth and my cock should become acquainted, don't you?" "Oh yes," she cried as she found herself horizontal with Bill's cock gently fucking her cunt and her mouth only a couple of inches from her hero Brett Kirk's mouth. Happy that she was in good hands Sally took the Sydney footballer's cock in her right hand and looked up into his eyes. "Sorry about that loss to the Bulldogs (AFL team the Western Bulldogs)." "Ah don't matter," he said as he brushed the tip of his cock against the lips of her open and welcoming mouth, "It was a good hit out, and besides it wasn't the real thing." He looked down into her eyes. "Now are you going to swallow my cock or not?" The only answer she gave was a giggle as she reached back with her hand, clutched at his hips and pulled him towards her waiting mouth. Getting the message when he felt his cock touch her lips Brett Kirk began to ease the 7-inch length of his cock into her open mouth. Seconds later his cock was at the entrance to her throat and not many seconds after that his balls were hammering against her chin as he matched his fucking of her face to the other man's fucking of her cunt. Bill found the whole scene slightly surreal, here he was in an exclusive restaurant in the heart of Sydney double teaming his friend, actress and 'Friends and Neighbours' star Sally White. Across the dance floor her daughter Sandy and his two fuck buddies Suzy and Candy, along with a host of other couples and threesomes were also doing what, according to the law they shouldn't be, fucking in a pub restaurant or nightclub. "So what's your expectation for the new season Brett?" asked Bill as they double-teamed a deliriously happy Sally White. And so began a conversation about football and business that last a full half an hour before they both came during an explosive Sally White orgasm. All in all thought Bill as the six of them dressed after the staff of the restaurant completed its now routine task of assisting the patrons in cleaning each other up before the restaurant closed for the night it was one more incredible event during what had been five amazing days. After dropping Suzy and Candy home Bill went back with the White's to their North Shore home and spent the night with Sandy, this time all they did was sleep. The day and the evening had taken their toll on Bill and it was all he could do to keep his eyes open as he snuggled up against the sexy fourteen-year-olds naked body. Eventually though he drifted off to sleep with his right hand cupping her right breast and his penis tucked between her thighs and pressing against the warmth of her pussy. ------- Bill woke to a delightful wet and warm feeling around his penis that was as erect now as it had ever been. He reached out with his right hand and ran his fingers through the silky fineness of Sandy's blonde hair as her head bobbed up and down on his cock. "Uumm, you do have a way of waking a man up, Sandy." She took her mouth from his cock, held it in her right hand and began to slowly and sensually jack him off as she looked into his eyes with a look of hunger that he had seen many times. "One for the road 'Uncle Willy', mum and I have to go to the studio and daddy's coming with us?" Bill laughed. "Now how could a man refuse a request like that, but first--" and he looked in the general direction of the bathroom "--I need to..." "Oh phooey," said Sandy holding his cock upright before she straddled his hips, aligned her cunt with his cock and dropped down until she captured all of him in her velvet warmth, "men can't piss and come at the same time and you know it." What could Bill do apart from just accept what he knew to be the truth, so he simply lay back and let Sandy fuck herself on his cock. And she did so energetically, while he offered the occasional upward thrust of his hips, a generous squeeze of her pert bottom and the massage of her B-cup breasts along with a gentle pinch of her bullet-like nipples. "You know, 'Uncle Willy'," said Sandy as she began to ride him with a little more vigour, "I'm gonna miss you when you go." "And I'm going to miss you too," Bill spotted Sally standing naked in the doorway with Peter close behind her his hands cupped her large breasts, "all three of you." "Hi mum," said Sandy with a giggle, "do you want to hop on for a ride?" "Hey," said Bill, "its manners to ask." Grabbing her by the hips he used all his strength to flip her over without dislodging himself then as he felt her legs grip his waist as he began to fuck her hard. "It's all right Bill," said Sally, "we don't have time anyway, so it would be kind of good if you could finish this as Max is waiting with the limo and Gerry's in the back ready to keep Peter company." Bill was getting close so he began fucking Sandy harder and harder while she pushed up meeting his thrusts with some of her own. And while he moved inexorably closer to a climax he turned to Sally. "So how come the two of you won't be servicing Peter?" "Because we have some more fuck and suck scenes to film, you see even though my screen husband has walked out life goes on, especially for horny sluts like Tania and Missy Jenkins." She moved to the side of the double bed and turned to Sandy, "Which reminds me Sandy, Bill can't come in your cunt so I'm afraid you'll have to swallow." She turned to Bill. "You don't mind do you, Bill, I mean I know it's an imposition," she grinned impishly, "but I'm sure you won't mind." "Oh I think I can put up with the inconvenience." Knowing he was close Bill pulled out of Sandy's tight pussy almost immediately, pushed Sandy's legs to the bed and knee-walked up the bed until he was astride her neck and his cock was pointed at her mouth. Bill was prepared to jack off and just point his cock at Sandy's mouth but he didn't have to, Sandy took his cock in her right hand, wrapped her lips around its head and began to suck it as she vigorously and rhythmically masturbated him to a climax. Bill smiled as Sandy swallowed all he had to give and then cleaned his shaft. Moving to her left side he helped Sandy sit up before encouraging Sally to sit on his other side. He looked up into Peter's eyes first before he turned to mother and daughter in turn as he gently cuddled their naked bodies. "I don't know how to thank you, all of you, for making this my best ever trip to Sydney." "Oh hush Bill," said Sally giving his limp penis a little pat, "it's was our pleasure." She lifted it up, leant to the side and gave it kiss on its very tip. "And believe me when I say pleasure." She gave him a passionate kiss on the lips. "Remember, the invitation is a standing one each year and the three of us will be extremely disappointed if you don't stay with us again." Bill smiled as he eased himself out from between the sexy mother/daughter duo ready to head to the shower. "Of course I'd like to stay with you again, as to whether I will be able to accept, that will depend on my wife." "You mean you're finally going to tell her," said Peter as the three of them moved to the doorway. "How do you think Caroline will take it?" "I think we'll be fine, and anyway I sort of hinted that we'd probably sit down and talk, and besides Caroline told me that she was painting a picture of a young man by the name of Justin Robertson, that he would be naked and would probably have an erection. She also hinted that she would probably have sex with him," he grinned, "and if I know her family, especially one slutty big-titted sister of hers by the name of Valerie, she won't be alone." Sally grabbed hold of her own massive huge breasts. "The way you said that suggests that you think they're bigger than these beauties. Are they?" Bill, who just happened to know the size of both pairs seeing as both Sally and his sister-in-law like to brag about their size, simply laughed good-naturedly. "Yes I do, Valerie has you beat by four inches and a cup size." "You mean she's 42DD, FUCK!" cried Sally, "I think I'd like to meet the slut that has tits like those." "Yes," said Peter taking his cock in hand and jacking it off a couple of times, "me too." "Pervert!" cried Sally trying to sound serious and failing. "True enough, but I'm your pervert." Peter looked at his watch. "Unfortunately we have to get going, if you're going to make it to the studio in time you have to shower and dress now." "One more thing," said Sally before they left the room, "if things ... er ... work out when you tell Caroline all about us and the things we get up to, do you think she would be up for a visit from us?" "Do I?" Bill laughed. "Caroline never misses an episode. So yes she would love it." "Well that settles it then, now all you have to do is sit down with Caroline and tell her all about us." She giggled. "Oh, and you might want to mention Peter's 10-inch dick, that's bound to help." ------- Chapter 13 Bill sat in the coffee lounge near terminal three of Sydney airport, or to give it its full title 'Kingsford Smith International Airport', drinking from a large mug of cappuccino. He had finished saying his goodbyes to the wonderful White family and on doing so had realised he would miss them more than he thought. Then he had met his three friends at their hotel and had gone to one final closing seminar before sharing a long lunch with them as well as a taxi to the airport. And now here he was thinking about what might or might not be waiting for him on his return to Melbourne. Finally he decided not to worry about it and just let the cards fall where they may and hope that honesty would carry the day. After all he reasoned as he finished his coffee and picked up the carry-all he was taking onto the plane with him, it wasn't as if she didn't know he enjoyed the company of the fairer sex just as he knew that someone as consistently aroused sexually as Caroline would find it impossible to survive nearly five days without sex. That being settled Bill headed to gate ten where his flight was boarding from. Thirty minutes later Bill was settled in his seat grinning from ear to ear, one of the members of the flight crew was a certain beautiful black haired flight attendant by the name of Suzette Peterson. After they took off and once things were settled Bill saw Suzette begin pushing the drink trolley down the aisle. When she reached where he was seated next to a middle-aged couple Bill saw a smile appear on her face. "Good afternoon sir, is it still orange juice, or would you like something a little stronger?" Bill took a couple of seconds out to admire her statuesque physique, her breasts that were all but revealed and her bottom clad in the G-string. "Oh I think I might like something a little stronger this time Suzette, maybe a beer. Oh and maybe you should call me Bill, Suzette." Bill watched keenly as Suzette turned away from him and deliberately bent forward to grab a glass and a stubby giving him a close-up view of her all but naked bottom. Taking it for the invitation it clearly was Bill placed his right hand on her left buttock and gently squeezed before resting his hand until she straightened up, at which point he removed it. "Uummm, thank you Bill," she looked up and down the aisle before turning her attention back to him, "I think on the flight down on Sunday yours was the only male hand that didn't find its way onto my bottom." She grinned. "I'm glad that we could put that little omission to rest, however," and she took another look up and down the plane, "I think your chances of making use of 'Sexual Playroom' are slim indeed." Bill laughed. "Oh I don't think I'll be complaining, I've had quite a hectic last four days involving both business and pleasure, so I might just take the opportunity to have this beer and then see if I can grab forty winks." And that is just what he did. ------- Bill paid off the driver and walked into the house, heard noises coming from the kitchen and immediately headed in that direction. On walking into the kitchen he saw his wife Caroline, his sister-in-law Valerie, her boyfriend Terry Cox and his brother Peter. He was just about to greet the four of them when he suddenly realised two naked young ladies were standing near the door leading to their back yard, one was slim with dark hair and the other a redhead with a fuller figure. Turning to his wife who was standing next to the sink with a slightly amused expression Bill started to say, "Tell me dear do you always have naked..." and then he stopped dead as he finished looking at the full figure of the redhead and turned to the other girl. "That is ... er ... why ... er ... are... ?" He was left speechless and was going redder and redder in the face as he stared, not at the dark haired girl's slim naked body but at her smiling face. Bill was simply stunned; any thoughts of not telling Caroline of his escapades in Sydney had disappeared with the sudden appearance in his house of a girl from his not too distant past. He saw the look of confusion on the faces of five of the six people standing in the kitchen and could understand why, after all they had no idea what was wrong, no idea that standing naked by the back door was a part of his past that Caroline knew nothing about. Of course Caroline being Caroline she simply asked what was wrong. "Come on Bill," she continued you've seen plenty of naked women before. I mean you've seen all of my sisters naked plenty of times, so what's the big deal? Oh and by the way these naked young ladies are Madeleine Paulson and Naomi Johnson." Bill watched as the two girls walked up to him, of course Naomi not knowing any better gave him a gentle hug and a kiss on the cheek. However when Madeleine went to do the same he took her hand and shook it as he said hello. It was a reaction that caused the dark haired young lady to glance in his wife's direction, and when he followed her gaze he saw that Caroline was troubled by his reaction to her. Realising that the truth was the only way to go Bill was about to say something but he didn't get a chance. The brazen Madeleine he remembered from all those years ago moved forward, wrapped both her arms around his neck, pressed her naked body to his, looked into his eyes, said, "Hi Bill, small world isn't it," gave him a kiss and then added, "Long time no see!" "So, come on William," said his wife as she moved closer and placed her hand onto his cock that was creating quite a bulge in his pants, "I think you have some explaining to do don't you?" "But, but..." Bill was stumbling and stuttering now all his confidence gone, all his determination to tell all melting faster than a bowl of ice cream on a hot summer's day. "Caroline I thought we had decided ... I thought we had an agreement." "Yes we did." Bill was too worried about the potentially precarious state of his marriage to wonder why the two girls were naked in his house in the first place, it also stopped him from seeing the slight glint in his wife's eye, stopped him from realising that this was the opportunity to get it all out in the open. Then he saw the expression on Madeleine's face, and suddenly he knew she was going to tell all. Quickly grabbing Bill's hand Madeleine asked, "What did you ever do with those photos you used to take of us girls Bill?" "I ... er ... I don't ... That is I forget." Bill was a man, and being a man he couldn't help but take a long look at Madeleine and Naomi's naked bodies. "Er ... shouldn't you two get dressed, I mean..." "Oh I hardly think so Bill," said Caroline smiling now. "And in case you're wondering, no you're not in any trouble unless you refuse to let me paint this," she covered his bulging groin with her hand. Then she indicated both Madeleine and Naomi. "Either with or without these two naked girls or another girl you haven't met yet." "You mean that you would like me to... ?" "Pose naked with them, what do you think I mean? Hell fuck them too if it'll get you more in the mood. And I don't need to hear about what happened in that photo studio when you played the part of a dirty old man taking photos of young girls. Maddy here told us all about it." "But ... but..." Bill turned to look at the girls again before he turned back to his wife. "Don't they... ? What about if they... ? That is they..." "Why don't you ask them?" She smiled lecherously. "I mean you've already met Madeleine, and that was when she was..." Bill watched her turn to Madeleine who was giggling as she continued to press her naked body against one side while Naomi pressed her naked body to his other side. " ... Fifteen." "There you are then Bill my sweet. Now if you liked this one I'm told that there is a delicious looking 13-year-old coming home from school tomorrow whose liking for sex apparently runs in her family." "Oh yeah, I think she means Justin's sister, Maria," said Bill's sister-in-law Valerie who was now naked and sitting on her boyfriend's lap. "And how much have you told Billy-boy about our Justin," she asked Caroline as she grabbed her boyfriend's hands and placed them on her bountiful breasts. "Come to that--" said Madeleine "--do you intend to tell hubby about what happened this afternoon?" "No," responded Bill's wife smiling, "you can do that, and you can take my hubby and Naomi and Terry and Peter here with you while my mischievous sister here helps me prepare the vegetables for dinner. "So come on young lady what is this all about? What are you going to tell me first, all about this afternoon or all about this Justin that my wife mentioned on Sunday might be modelling for her?" Bill was feeling a lot more relaxed now that he knew his wife wasn't upset about him already knowing about Madeleine. "I mean I presume that this young man, Justin, had sex with her." He smiled. "Come to that I presume that she probably had sex this afternoon?" "So," said Madeleine grinning as she got to her knees and reached for his shoes, "would you like to play catch up first?" She began to undo the laces on his expensive black shoes as she continued to look at him. "Would you like to do to me what you wanted to do to me about four years ago?" Bill was going to fight; indeed he started to move his foot. But when Naomi leant her naked body across his and began to undo his belt he decided there wasn't much point. And really, he smiled to himself as piece by piece he was stripped naked, when all said and done this was with Caroline's approval. "Ooh yummy," said Madeleine. "It might not be as long as ... er ... that is..." "Uh-uh," said Bill grabbing her and sitting her on his lap as he began to tickle her, "not as long as whose? The one Caroline was fucking this afternoon or this Justin she was telling me about?" Madeleine tried to answer but couldn't stop giggling thanks to the tickling Bill was giving her. "HEY! Don't make a mess," shouted Caroline over the top of Madeleine's infectious giggling, "you'll find sheets in the ironing basket." She turned to Madeleine who had now stopped giggling seeing as Bill had stopped tickling her. "Have you told him about Justin and this afternoon yet?" "I was going to tell him until he started tickling me." "Well don't let him stick that big thing of his up you until you tell him and until he agrees to pose for me. And--" she said for her husband's benefit "--it's got to be two pictures, one for our lounge and one for the bedroom." Bill looked up at his wife as his hands edged slowly from Madeleine's sides to her breasts; he knew when he was beaten. "Okay, okay. One for the lounge without an erection and one for the bedroom with..." " ... an erection and I've decided the second one should be with a girl called Vikki." "Vikki... ?" Bill looked at Caroline curiously "Who's Vikki?" "Vikki is Justin's girlfriend and she'll fuck you all night and love every second of it." Bill looked at his wife. "Vikki and Justin, that means that..." "Madeleine and Naomi with a little help from Terry and Peter will tell you everything you need to know." And don't forget, you two," said Caroline, "no letting him stick his cock up either of you until you've told him everything." "So who or what should we start with?" asked Madeleine. Well," said Naomi, "we'll start with Justin then you can tell us what happened at 'Pot Black' this afternoon." "Okay, sounds like a plan." Madeleine turned to Bill as he massaged her tits while pinching her nipples between thumb and index finger. "Okay Bill, after you left to fly to ... to... ?" she looked at him questioningly. "Sydney. I flew to Sydney." He smiled. "But I thought you would have known that, I mean that was where that studio was, where you..." "Used to pose for those dirty pictures so that you randy bastards could take photos and jack off." She was facing away from him with her legs astride his lap and she turned her head to look at him. "Lift me up Bill." When he did, picking her up by her hips as if she was a baby she grabbed his cock, pointed it at her pouting pussy lips and laughed. "Okay Billy-boy, drop me!" Madeleine might have said to do it but she didn't really expect him to, and when he took her literally and let go she screamed, "OH FUCK ... OH GOOD GOD ... OH FUCK ME! OOHHH FUUCCCKKKK!" At that Caroline, still dressed, and Valerie, still naked, came rushing in. "What happened?" asked Caroline looking from where Madeleine was fully seated on her husband's thick cock to Naomi who was crying tears of laughter while making sexual overtures of her own towards both Terry and Peter Cox's cocks. Madeleine had tears in her eyes too but she was giggling at the same time. "I told your husband to lift me up, and when he did I pointed his cock at my cunt, then I told him to drop me." She looked at Caroline as she began to squeeze his cock with her pussy muscles. "AND THE FUCKER DID!" Caroline joined in the laughter and so did Valerie. "Oh that's my Bill for you, he's nothing if not well trained," Caroline managed to say through a whole series of belly-laughs. Then after getting her laughter under control she turned to Naomi. "I think you'd better tell my hubby all about Justin don't you." And she turned to leave. "Oh by the way--" she added from the doorway "--dinner will be in fifteen minutes." And they were gone. Naomi turned to Bill and Madeleine as she pushed Terry Cox into a chair and sat on his lap before sitting on his cock. "Now come on Bill just how big is that thing you've got stuck up Madeleine's cunt?" "Huh!" was the somewhat confused response. "Bill," said Naomi patiently, "I've been living here for three days, three wonderful days. Now if I've learnt one thing in that time, while either watching her paint or posing for her with or without a cock stuck up my cunt, and whether or not I've been sucking on one at the same time, and that's that she is a very meticulous person. She likes things to be just so, likes to know details, which is why she knows the length and thickness of both of these guy's cocks and why she found out the length and thickness of Justin's cock. So..." "It's 8½-inches long and 2-inches thick!" Naomi giggled as she began to lift and lower herself on Terry Cox's cock. "That means Justin's got 2½-inches on you in length but you're twenty five percent thicker! I think it's the thickness that made Maddy scream." "So," said Bill, "tell me all about this Justin Robertson." And that is exactly what Madeleine did; she told Bill all about what happened on Sunday, how Justin came to visit, how he and Caroline spent the afternoon having sex. (Nine Memorable Days — Sunday chapter 11) While Madeleine continued to fuck herself with Bill's cock she said, "You know Caroline told how you kept refusing to pose for a picture of you naked." She giggled. "Why would you refuse when you're built like this?" And she squeezed his cock with the strong muscles of her vagina. He shrugged his shoulders. "Guess I can't refuse now, can I? Not now that you've turned up." "Hardly; now I guess you'd like to know about Monday and Tuesday huh?" He began to bounce her on his cock. "Do I have any choice?" She laughed. No!" "Well anyway, on Monday Justin had Vikki for company when he came around here and Caroline had Valerie to help out. Turned into quite an afternoon apparently, when Justin and Vikki and Valerie weren't posing naked they spent the rest of the time enjoying themselves with each other." (Nine Memorable Days — Monday chapter 22) Bill had always known that Caroline enjoyed intimate relations with her models just like she knew of his dalliances when he was away on his business trips and he had long suspected that those relations included her own sex. How could they not when she had sisters like Valerie and Tara, but it was still nice to have her bisexuality confirmed. It also confirmed that he had no reason to be scared of the stories of this just completed trip to Sydney, but before he told those stories he needed to know about Tuesday and that was what he asked for. This time it was Naomi that took up the story as she lay back in Peter Cox's arms while his brother Terry fucked her. "I think I'd better tell you this one Bill seeing as I was there and Maddy wasn't." She humped her pussy against Terry Cox's thrusting cock. "Tuesday turned out to be quite a night; the boys here and I got to meet Brian Hacker and Carol Baker when they turned up with Justin and Vikki." (The following is edited highlights, for the full story read Nine Memorable days — Tuesday chapter 36) Bill was confused and it obviously showed because Maddy laughed. "I'm sorry Bill," she said as she settled herself on his lap with his cock as deep in her pussy as the position would allow, "I gather you've never heard of 'Multitude of Sins'?" When he shook his head she continued, "Brian and Carol are the bands lead singers and they will soon be heading off for a tour of Britain and Europe. "Anyway be that as it may, Caroline went to the door wearing just the apron she had been wearing while painting a picture and let them in, which was when a squealing, and very naked, Valerie joined her as soon as she realised just who was at the door." Bill took Madeleine's small but perfect breasts in his large hands and turned his head to look at her. "And just where were the three of you?" "We were upstairs posing for Caroline." Bill smiled at the thought of just what sort pose his wife could conjure up out of these three. "And just what did this pose involve?" Naomi Johnson giggled. "Well if I told you that it involved my cunt and my mouth and two cocks would it give you a clue?" With the myriad of visions that statement conjured up Bill couldn't even begin to guess and he said so. "Oh it was just the best pose, something that any self-respecting slut would love. You see I was stretched out naked and horizontal in mid-air with Terry's cock in my cunt at one end Peter's in my mouth at the other. "We were still in that position when the four of them walked into Caroline's studio, and that's how we were introduced to them. Anyway, to cut a long story short greetings were exchanged before Brian and Carol headed off to the recording studio to cut a track for their new album, Caroline finished her preliminary work with us and then she had Justin, Vikki and Valerie set up their pose from yesterday." Feeling the need to come Bill lifted Madeleine off his lap and began fuck her as he turned and looked at her. "You never did tell me Maddy, just what did that pose involve?" "Oh I'm not going to tell you that, I think you should see it for yourself don't you, especially seeing as it's finished. Now are you going to let Naomi finish her story or what? "Of course, and while she finishes her story I'll finish fucking you. You don't mind if I leave a deposit in your pussy do you?" She grinned and shook her head while Naomi continued. "After Justin and Vikki and Valerie finished posing the seven of us had a mini-orgy before, during and after a cup of coffee, after which your wife proved yet again what a wonderful person she is." "Oh," said Bill feeling his orgasm approaching, "and just how pray did Caroline do that?" "Oh that's something else that you'll have to ask your wife about," responded Naomi just as she began to thrust hard against Terry's cock screaming, "I'M COMING, FUCK I'M COMMIIINNNNG!" Terry soon followed, and when Bill and Maddy came together that signalled the end of that part of the evening. ------- Chapter 14 Later that evening after dinner and coffee Bill and Caroline, Valerie and the Cox brothers, Maddy and Naomi were joined by two more of Caroline's family, Tara and Michael Chesterton. Also there from a spectacular night at the 'Pussy Galore' (Nine Memorable Days — Thursday Chapter 49) were Sarah Pendleberry, Robin Ottoman and Justin Robertson's girlfriend, Vikki Thompson. Also arriving to pick up Naomi were her parents Peter and Angela Johnson. It was late so nobody stayed too long and around forty minutes later all but one of the visitors had gone. Valerie had left with her boyfriend and his brother, Tara and Michael had gone home in Michael's car, Naomi and her parents had take Maddy with them and Sarah and Robin had left in his car leaving just Bill and Caroline and Vikki. It was then that Bill suddenly remembered Caroline's earlier announcement that she intended to paint an erotic picture of him with this really lovely young lady and started feeling extremely guilty. He wasn't feeling guilty about the painting so much, rather the crowd of family and acquaintances and the general hubbub of cross-conversations that filled the room had made him forget to ask a question he should have asked immediately Vikki had been introduced. As Bill took a sip from yet another cup of coffee he took a deliberate look around as he prepared to ask that very question. Finally Bill turned to his wife and then to Vikki before he said, "You'll have to excuse me Vikki, it was extremely rude and remiss of me not to ask this before, but Justin isn't here and considering Sunday and the modelling the two of you did on Monday afternoon and Tuesday evening I thought he might have been. Is there any reason why he wouldn't be?" The lack of an immediate reply and the tears that began to fall told Bill that something wasn't right, that it was more than just a case of the young simply not wanting to be here. Instead of putting it into words he turned to Caroline and let his expression ask the question. "He would have been here Bill, but he's in hospital," said Vikki drawing Bill's attention to her. "We were attacked last night in the park just up from Justin's place. If he wasn't for my darling Justin I don't know where I would be now." And she went on to tell the whole story of how she and Justin spent the evening at the 'Multitude of Sins' concert with Sarah and Robin and two friends, of their walk in the park and the vicious attack before telling of the memorable events earlier in the evening at 'Pussy Galore. (Nine Memorable Days — Wednesday chapters 42-43 and Thursday chapter 49) Bill moved to Vikki and went to kneel next to where Vikki was seated on the couch and was about to take her right hand in both of his but she quickly jumped up, pushed Bill down into the seat and jumped onto his lap. "Thank you for your concern Bill," said Vikki sitting sideways on his lap while placing his left hand in the small of her back and his right on her right breast. Justin is going to be fine now," Bill saw her smile and was glad because he liked this girl already. "So is there a night the four of us can get together I would really like meet this remarkable young man?" asked Bill as he began to gently knead Vikki's breast. Vikki wiggled on the growing bulge in his pants. "Well that might be a bit of a problem, now let me think." Bill settled back and moved Vikki with him and while continuing to tweak her breasts with his right hand and as he waited for Vikki to answer his question he watched Caroline get out of her chair. Moving to the doorway she turned and said, "Vikki, before you answer my husband's question could you wait for me, I'm going to get my easel and a canvas." Bill could only stare; the threatened picture was now a reality. "You mean ... Caroline, you mean... ?" "That is exactly what I mean, William Herschfeldt, the time for you putting me off painting a picture of you with a hard-on is gone. And with Vikki here I get the chance to paint the two of you together and I plan to take it." Turning to Vikki she added, "Vikki if you would like to undress and then do the same to my husband I'll paint your picture." "Oh cool," said Vikki with a giggle, "do I get sit on Bill's lovely cock?" She lifted her bottom up slightly and reached underneath to place her hand directly on it. "It feels like it'll fit into my cunt just perfectly." Caroline laughed. "No, but you will get have a little of his cock in that cute cunt of yours." And with a final smile she left the room. "Okay Bill," said Vikki as she jumped off his lap, "let's get naked." Bill was stunned at the casual way Vikki stripped off, especially considering the events of last night in the park, and he said so. Vikki grabbed Bill by the hand and indicated that he should stand. When he did she began to undo his shirt as she spoke. "Bill, this is me, I like nothing better than taking my clothes, and nothing feels better than having my cunt wrapped around a cock." She finished undoing his shirt, slipped it off his shoulders and allowed it to drop to the floor before kneeling and balancing on the balls of her feet and giving him a consummate view of her bald pussy. "I also love the taste of cock and cunt," she undid his belt; unbuttoned and unzipped his fly and pushed his trousers to his ankles. "Now no bastard, especially those three from last night are going to stop me from being what I am," she pushed Bill's briefs down to his ankles to join his trousers, "which is..." Caroline interrupted her from the doorway. "Which is a loveable slut with a heart of gold; now if you could finish the job of stripping my husband I'll position you on the couch, Vikki you can tell Bill and I when would be good time for the two of us to get together with you and Justin, and Bill, you can tell Vikki and I all about your trip to Sydney." Bill was momentarily stunned, "You mean that you want me to tell you my Sydney adventures in front of Vikki?" His wife could only laugh. "After Sunday when I told Justin my family history and after Monday when Valerie and I and Justin and Vikki spent the afternoon having sex when the three of them weren't posing for me I think it's only fair don't you?" Grudgingly Bill agreed and then he watched Caroline indicate for Vikki to move to the couch they had recently occupied. "Lay down on the couch on your back Vikki with your head resting on the cushion just near the armrest at the right hand end." When she was in that position Bill saw Caroline move forward and kneel on the floor next to the lovely young brown haired young lady. Patting her on her left arm she indicated for her to place her hand beneath her head and allow her long brown hair to hang loosely towards the floor. "That's good," she grinned, "I also know just how flexible you are so I know that this won't hurt." Bill watched from his position next to the opposite end of the couch as his wife bent Vikki's left leg at the knee, pushed down until it was laying flat on the cushions of the couch and pushed upwards until you draw a horizontal line from her belly button to her knee resting right at the edge of the couch. He then watched Caroline move behind the couch, take the girl's right ankle in her hand and lift the leg up to a vertical position. "Okay Bill, your turn," said his wife, "if you'd like to..." she hesitated and then laughed good naturedly at the less than rigid state of his penis. "Oh dear that will simply not do. Darling if you would like to move closer to Vikki's head I'm sure she'll be happy to help out." "Anything for a good cause Caroline, you know that." "Huh, anything for a hard cock is more like it." There wasn't an answer to that comment because by that stage Bill's cock was in Vikki's hand and her lips were wrapped the head and the first inch of the shaft. For several seconds Vikki slurped and sucked lustily on his cock until it was in the required erect state. "Oh that is just so yummy," she said pulling her mouth off Bill's cock. Looking up into his eyes she added, "promise that when we've finished posing you'll give me a taste of your cum." And she licked her lips as she replaced her left hand under her head and allowed her shiny brown hair to hang down. Bill looked at his wife where she was still standing behind the couch, "As long as..." Vikki giggled. "Caroline won't mind, I mean I'm guessing you know by now that she spent the best part of three days fucking my Justin silly, so I hardly think she'll mind if I suck your cock, do you?" And when Bill didn't answer Vikki added, "Good, that's settled. Now let Caroline put you where she wants you before you go all soft again." "Okay hubby of mine, kneel on the couch facing Vikki and move forward just enough so that you can slide the head of your cock between the lips of that pretty pussy." Bill did just that and revelled in the feeling of Vikki's labia wrapped around his cock the sensation as she used her vaginal muscles to grip him tightly. "That's good, now Vikki, I want the outside of your right thigh--" she took the opportunity to pat it "--resting against the inside of Bill's left thigh--" again she took the opportunity to place her hand there high up near his groin "--and then you can place your foot on his shoulder." Caroline then took Vikki's right hand which had been resting along the backrest of the couch and place it on her pubic mound with the middle finger near but not quite touching the slit of her pussy. Bill looked down to where the head of his cock was comfortably nestled in this pretty young girl's pussy and still found it hard to believe that he was here like this in front of his wife, then looked up to see Caroline walking round to the front. "Okay, one last thing Bill, would you lean back so that you can grip your ankles but keep you torso straight, that should help define those abs and the muscles people either don't know or forget you have. And when Bill did exactly that the pose was set. "Perfect," said Caroline setting up the easel side on to her two models. She looked at Vikki. "Now what evening is good for you and Justin to join us for dinner?" "Well tomorrow night is out because that's our gang's regular get-together. Saturday night, as you already know Caroline, is that thing involving Justin and that bitch Julie Morris and Sunday through Friday evenings we're out visiting every night." She smiled. "However things do slow down a bit after that, and as far as I know we're free for the following four nights." "Well how about we make it Sunday week," she quickly checked the date on her watch, "that would make it the 27th February. Will that be all right for both of you?" "Oh I think I speak for Justin when I say, that's a date." "Good, that's settled," Caroline turned to Bill. "Okay William, while I began with the pencil outline you can regale us with the tales of your adventures in Sydney. Oh, and if you feel yourself getting a little soft you have my permission to fuck Vikki enough to maintain your hard-on," she laughed, "just don't come." For Bill there really was no choice now, he was here in front of his wife posing with his cock in the pussy of a beautiful brown haired girl and he had learned tonight of Caroline's sexual adventures while he had been in Sydney. And now, strangely, he found himself looking forward to telling the story. "Okay Caroline, you're right it's time, just promise that you won't interrupt my story." "Oh don't worry, I'll be too busy listening and drawing to interrupt." "Okay then, well the first thing I should say is that my adventures didn't start in Sydney they began on the flight over when I became a member of the mile high club. You see on Qantas flights now they have these special closed off areas they call 'Sexual Playrooms' and I found myself in there with a slim and pretty brunette by the name of Louisa Santini. Joining us was a middle-aged man by the name of Raymond Douglas and a couple of young people, Ian Beatty and a really cute blonde by the name of Emma Whitman." And Bill went on to tell everything including a description of the uniform worn by flight attendant Suzette Peterson. Bill smiled as he gave a couple of gentle thrust to maintain his erection. "And just in case you need any visual evidence there should be some of those photos that Louisa took in an email that she should have sent me by now." "That is great, you are so going to get fucked tonight Bill, and you are also going to send Louisa an email asking if I can paint a couple of pictures from those photos, and if necessary can she get permission from the others if she has their email addresses." "Will do," said Bill as he gave Vikki Thompson's pussy another couple of nudges with his cock. "Now before I tell you the rest of my story I need to ask you a question." "Of course, ask away." "How much do you like that show you watch, you know that one set in the Australia of the early sixties?" "You mean 'Friends and Neighbours'?" "Yes, that's the show." "I love it, but you know that, why?" "What would you say if I told you that this year and the previous two years I stayed at the home of Peter, Sally and Sandra White?" "I'd say that if their private lives are anything like you read about in the magazines then you probably had a hell of a time." "Well I'd say that this is one occasion that the stories probably don't do them justice." And Bill went on to detail every episode from the Sunday evening spent with the Whites and sixteen-year-old Susan Johnson, through the Monday morning wake-up call from Susan and fifteen-year-old Candice Booth. He then told about the lunchtime special in the private room and the extraordinary bungy jump in the afternoon that required male and female partners to be joined by their genitals while special vibrators were fitted up their backsides to help secure them." At that point Vikki couldn't help but interrupt as she used her pussy muscles to squeeze bill's cock. "You mean that was all they were there for?" She asked, very much tongue-in-cheek. "Well ... er no..." and that's when Bill told them about how they were turned on for the entire time it took to complete the jump. He also told them about the get-together with the 'Friends and Neighbours' cast that evening, the following day's late afternoon visit to Bondi's nude beach, the trouble that happened there and how they finished up at the house of Patrick Sherwood, his wife and son and daughter and his daughter's boyfriend. Bill was also honest enough to tell what happened between him and Patrick and the boyfriend, Leigh Henderson. "Well, well," said Caroline, "having a bisexual man around the house is going to make things a lot more interesting." She thought for a moment. "Maybe I should even take you to 'Pot Black', there are a couple of guys who visit regularly who would be very pleased to get to know you better, Bill." Bill felt his cock being squeezed by Vikki's vaginal muscles and he looked up to see her smiling as she looked from his wife to him and back to his wife again. "And it makes it fun to have a man around who enjoys cock as well cunt." "That it does Vikki that it does." Caroline turned to Bill. "Well it seems like you had quite a time in Sydney. "Now what else happened?" asked Caroline as she turned her attention back to the canvas. "Well the following day I..." And Bill went on to describe spending the afternoon on the 'Friends and Neighbours' set and the special celebration party afterwards before talking about spending the evening dining, dancing and fucking at one of Sydney's most exclusive licensed restaurants. Around thirty five minutes later Caroline grabbed her digital camera and took several photos of the pose before Bill withdrew from Vikki's pussy, helped her sit up and stood in front of her so that she could deep-throat him, make him come and swallow his semen. Finally Vikki announced that it was time for her to go as she wanted to be at the hospital in the morning in plenty of time for Justin to be discharged from hospital and for the trip they were taking to pick up his sister. "Are you sure you don't want to stay and look at these photos with us Vikki?" "No, not tonight, maybe Justin and I could look at them on Sunday week when we get together." Bill and Caroline saw Vikki out and then checked the email on his laptop, found the attached photos and realised that Louisa had sent every photo, not just the ones involving Bill. There were thirteen of them. They decided to check them out as they came to them, and when they did the first six they looked at were of Emma Whitman and Ian Beattie. They were locked in a sixty-nine with two extreme close-ups of the tip of Ian's tongue pushing between Emma's pussy lips while his hands pulled her arse cheeks apart exposing the perfect star shaped entrance to her back passage and one of Emma looking directly into the camera with her lips wrapped around the succulent head of Ian's cock. Next up was the picture of Louisa Santini sucking Raymond Douglas's cock. "Well," said Caroline with the slightest of giggles, "to paraphrase Meat Loaf, two out of three aint bad." "What do you mean?" asked Bill. "Well Bill, you're eight and a half inches, and from what I can see in those photos of the young couple that handsome Ian Beattie must be at least eight. Now I'm betting that Raymond Douglas barely makes a pass mark." She looked at Bill with a grin. "You know what a good judge of character and of expressions I am, right." Bill nodded. "Well I'm betting from the expression on his face that Douglas insisted on being the first to fuck Louisa, am I right?" Again Bill nodded. "And if he lasted the seven minutes that the writer Irving Wallace purported the act of sexual intercourse to last in his book entitled 'The Seven Minutes' I reckon it would have been a miracle." Bill laughed. "Nope, there definitely wasn't a miracle; in fact he was lucky if he lasted two." The next three were all of Louisa with an expression of pure pleasure on her face as she sucked Bill's cock two more were of Louisa's pussy and breasts and the final one was of Louisa's final blowjob, the one with Ian Beattie." "What no pictures of the two of you fucking?" She laughed. "I am disappointed. "But please tell me you lasted more than two minutes." "I seem to recall lasting ten or twelve minutes Caroline," he grinned, "do you think I upheld the family honour?" "Oh yes indeed William Herschfeldt, yes indeed. And tomorrow, seeing as you're not going to work you can start posing for the picture of you I want to hang next to mine." Bill could only smile. "And one more thing Bill, if I have anything to do with it you and I are going to get together with the Santini family!" ------- The End ------- Posted: 2007-05-16 Last Modified: 2009-03-23 / 01:09:16 am ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------