"He got his gun off almost at once. I thought he'd never stop spurting the stuff up into my hole. But at last he finished and lay heavily on top of me.
" 'Did you like it, Miss Crosby? Did you like it just a little?'
" like what?' I snapped. 'There was nothing to like. Now, get your big hulk off me.'
"He got up on his knees, staring down at my cunt. 'It was beautiful, Miss Crosby. I know I'll probably go to jail for this, but it was worth it. It really was.'
" 'You'll go to jail,' I told him, 'unless you do exactly as I say from now on.'
"His eyes opened wide. 'What do you want me to do, Miss Crosby? I'll do anything you say.'
" 'Stand up and take your clothes off.'
"He gasped. 'All of them?'
" 'Every stitch.'
'"Yes, ma'am.' He stood up and began to strip. I swung around and put my ass on the edge of the divan again. He stood naked in front of me. I looked him over. He already had a half hard-on.
" 'Get down on your knees,' I commanded. "He obeyed in a manner that told me I had a slave for life. I spread my legs.
" 'Now,' I said, 'since you've shot so much of your wad up my cunt, you can just suck it back out with your tongue.'
"He stared at me speechlessly, and I said, 'I'm talking about right now, Mr. Bill Trenton. Suck my cunt!'
"He didn't hesitate another moment. He put both hands on my thighs and dove in. I could feel his tongue probing-and finding. I grabbed his head with both hands and drove his face against my twat, at the same time thrusting up my ass.
" 'Reach for it,' I yelled at him. 'Stick your tongue in as far as it will go.'
"Well, it was one of the best cunt-sucking jobs I'd ever enjoyed. This boy really went to town. He didn't let up for a minute. He braced his knees against the floor, hiked up my legs so that they were waving wide in the air, and sucked. And all the time he was making very satisfying growling sounds, like an animal.
"I had already felt that lovely feeling along my loins and I knew I was coming.
"I'm coming!' I cried out. 'Suck harder, Bill. Suck my cunt harder!'
"He did the best he could. He encircled my ass with his arms and pulled my twat up so that not only was his tongue probing inside but his entire face was covered with my wet cunt.
"Then I came. Boy, did I come! It seemed to last forever. Gradually I went limp and lay back.
I pushed Bill's head away and he sank back on his haunches. He looked at me anxiously.
" 'Did I do it right, Miss Crosby? Did I do it right? I loved sucking your cunt.'
"I leaned forward and kissed him on his still cunt-tasting lips.
" 'When we're alone together, Bill, you can call me Jenny, and you did an excellent job. Now get dressed and go back to your room When I want to use you again I'll call you. In the meantime I'm going to keep this drawing, and if I ever hear that you've told anyone, even your brother, about what went on here, I'm going to show this picture to the principal and send a copy of it to your father.'"
Jenny finished her story and Jo sighed deeply. "Wow, that was some story. Honestly, did that really happen? Or are you putting me on."
"Hey, it's the truth so help me. I mean it. You know, I like sex and I can't see why everyone keeps trying to cover it up like something dirty."
Jo nodded. Then, as if in afterthought, she said, "How often do you see Bill now?"
"Oh, whenever I get horny I order him to come over. He's a real slave, Jo. He'll do anything I want him to do, at any time and in any position. One night I made him jack himself off just so I could watch the expression on his face and see the sperm shoot out."
Jo blushed again, yet the thought of the boy masturbating caused a stir of excitement to well up inside her. Jenny was really blunt and Jo decided perhaps she, too, should be a bit more outspoken. Maybe it would get her over the shame she felt for feeling as she did about young boys. She managed to ask, "Didn't his semen ruin your carpet?"
"Hell, no. I was naked and he was kneeling between my legs. When he came he aimed the first shot at my cunt, the next on my belly and the others straight at my tits. We both smeared it all over my body. It was really exciting."
"Wow!" Jo took a deep breath. "What about the other twin? The brother?"
"Dave?" Jenny giggled. "Twice Bill sent him up here in his place. They didn't think I could tell them apart." She laughed. "I knew instantly that Dave was a substitute. I'd taught Bill some techniques that Dave didn't know, although I was sure that Bill had coached his brother at length. Anyway, I never let on that I suspected. I called Dave by Bill's name all evening. He fucked me and sucked me, and we really had an exciting time."
"So you really have two studs, two slaves."
"That's right," Jenny said, and gave Jo a searching look. "Jo, have you ever gone out on a double fucking date?"
"Do you mean two boys and two girls, all watching each other, then switching partners?"
Jenny nodded.
"Noooo," she said softly, "I don't believe I ever have."
Jenny's eyes were sparkling. "Why don't I order the twins over here tomorrow night? It's Saturday, and they can stay late. We'll have a double fucking party."
"I, I guess it'd be all right," Jo said slowly, as if considering the idea. She was certainly excited about the thought, but She didn't really want Jenny to know how much. She often had fantasies, remembering when Mike and Steve and Tim had all hopped her that night, two at once, then the finale with Tim screwing her in the ass. She has masturbated many times, remembering that night. Maybe it would be as exciting to have another woman to watch.
Jenny jumped up, "I'll call right now."
She ran into the bedroom and Jo could hear her muted tones on the phone. A moment later Jenny returned, smiling. "They'll be here," she said and laughed. "Both of them. At eight-thirty sharp. So get that tight pussy of yours all honed and ready to go."
This time Jo blushed violently, flushed from her feet up. But she smiled.
Chapter 6
Next morning Jo and Jenny went shopping at the local village shopping center. It was a pretty little village with tree-shaded streets and a number of smart dress shops. They were passing one of the shops when Jo suddenly stopped.
"Oh wow, Jen, look!" She was staring through the window at a wax figure that was wearing a dress of powder blue. It was exciting; a short skirt, made of a sheer lightweight material with a bodice cut low in a "V" to reveal all but the window model's nipples. The waist was tight, perfectly outlining the two buttocks. Jenny laughed. "It's exciting, Jo, but you could never wear it to class. The boys would all come all over the place."
"I don't intend to," Jo said. She was thinking of the effect it would have on the different boys she would come in contact with out of class. "Come on!" she said to Jenny. "I'm going to try it on."
The salesgirl gave them a knowing smile. "I hope you'll buy the damn thing," she said. "Every day men pass and re-pass in front of the shop and gape at it. You'd think they'd have nerve enough to come in and buy it for their women."
The salesgirl removed the dress from the wax model and handed it to Jo. "Try it on, dear. It looks, like a perfect fit for you."
It was. Jo looked at herself in a full-length mirror. The dress fit perfectly. Her breasts were almost completely exposed. Her hips were delightfully outlined. She twirled about, watching her various images, liking what she saw.
It'll do the trick, she thought. Oh, I know it will. She gave a delicious little shiver as she thought of a boy's hands roving all over her body, inside the bodice, up under the skirt, and finally removing the garment entirely. A bit of moisture leaked into her panties and she shivered again.
Jo stepped from the dressing room and proceeded to model the dress for Jenny and the salesgirl. She affected a number of poses, then whirled around. The light skirt flared out, and both Jenny and the salesgirl caught a flash of Jo's black panties.