Chilly Tail/Chapter One

Chilly Tail

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Chapter One

The way the wind howled and snow beat against my window, I expected it to break through, and come crashing in any second; then quickly convert me into a human icicle. Some beastly front had moved in and it was simply brassing, and I mean brass monkeys cold. Much colder than I was used to. My agent had convinced me to move from my very decent and happy little cottage in Southern Greece, where the weather tended to be a little more respectable, and sociable. You could actually see the sun, and it came out frequently. So, I ended up in this miserable little hamlet in the midlands, many miles from anything important; except for my agent and this ball freezing weather. I did like my neighbours, though.

I was snowed in so tightly I couldn't open my doors because of the accumulation and soon discovered how inadequate the heating was in this place. Then, my telephone jangled its greeting and broke my miserable reverie. It startled me so much, I think I jumped three feet into air when it rang. Notice, it did not jingle the way they normally do, but jangled and frayed my nerves even more. It had been so quiet, for so long, I figure the lines were broken, along with everything else in this dreadful place. But, I was wrong.

When I picked up, it was my neighbor Nancy, and she had a serious problem to tend with. She was near hysterics, and rattled out, "Will, you must help me. Mum fell and busted her hip and is in hospital and the roads are covered with ice. My sister's Land Rover is about the only thing that can get us there. I have to go with her. Mandy has her friend Erica sleeping over and we can't take them and Erica's mum can't come and fetch her. I can't leave them in this weather. Can you come over and mind them till we get back?"

"Nancy, I would love to help, but I can't even get my doors open to come over. They seem to be frozen shut and I think the snow is piled half way up."

She quickly suggested, "Leave out through your garage. I'll open mine up and let you in that way. My sister's here. She just pulled up on the lane. Please help."

She was in need and had a plan, so I surrendered, let her conscript me into service, and told her, "My heat is broke and I hope yours works. I'll be over."

What should I do, stay here and freeze? She reassured me, "You'll be plenty warm here. I keep it up a few notches. Meet me at the garage door," then added, "You're such a love, Will."

Yeah, that sounds about right, always, "Such a love," I thought.

I felt like an idiot, not thinking of the garage. Sure enough, I made it out fine, and managed to wade through the waist deep snow to where Nancy waited on me. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a kiss, then told me, "You're such a gentleman rescuing a lady in dire need. Find your way inside and don't trip. I'm leaving out here. There's plenty of food in the larder and you can sleep in my bed. Mandy knows where everything is. I'll call as soon as I have the news. Oh, and expect something very nice in payment..."

The 'payment' offer did have a pleasant sound to it. It filled my bawdy little mind with all sorts of lascivious possibilities. I wouldn't mind if she kept the chill away in the least bit. I'm sure that compact little body of hers would solve my heating, and possibly plumbing, problem quite well. Enough of the waffle. Right now, my little willy was tucked so far into my belly, it would take something like a prying bar to coax the poor little devil out, especially with my frozen sack.

I wondered, "Will the sperm freeze in your balls?"

She made great progress as she plowed and waded to her sister's Land Rover. Luckily, the lane had been recently cleared, which added to the menacing banks on the side. She ended up climbing over the one at the front of her drive because it appeared to be frozen solid. I missed my old home with a passion.

I swung the garage door down shut and felt my way blindly to the kitchen, then landed on my face when my feet discovered the step. It was beginning to become apparent to me now, right down to the step, that this place was almost the same as mine; except they had heat. When I opened the door, it was like another world as the blast of heat struck me in the face, and promptly melted my heavy coat of snow. Such are the joys of winter, not. You have to be a blooming moron to enjoy this weather.

When Mandy heard me open the door, she ran and threw herself into my arms. My hands reflexively went out to catch her and ended up with two handfuls of tender bum cheek. Very firm and also very warm, and very bare. Not only did my fingertips end up between her cheeks, but they felt like they dipped into a wet split. She had always been affectionate towards me and loved her hugs and kisses, but never like this.

She was almost five feet, and probably six stone, and not all that light so I had to quickly let her down. She plastered her mouth against mine, and told me, "I'm so glad you're minding us and not that wretched fat cow Misses Miller."

I gave her lips a little pucker, and told her, "I think I am too. What happened to your knickers?"

Pointedly she replied, "I don't wear them much."

So, I cautioned, "You should wear them when I'm around. If not I just might see your bare bum and fanny."

She sloughed it with, "I don't mind if you look," then gave me a wink and said, "Your trousers are soaked. Need to take them off and let me hang them for you." Before I could reply, Erica joined us, and Mandy introduced her, "Mister Will, this is my friend Rickie. Isn't she pretty?"

Pretty was not the word I would have used. The girl was gorgeous, and so exotic looking. She reminded me a lot of the Greek girls around my former home. Long black, and very thick hair down to the middle of her back and a lovely, glowing olive complexion. Giant dark brown pools for eyes, that were so deep, you could drown in them. She was dripping wet and looked to be wearing only a heavy toweling robe, with some very prominent chest features that pushed out the top. Simply amazing for a girl I figured to be Mandy's age; which was eleven.

Then Mandy added, "Unlike me, she's got some boobs. Mine forgot to grow. Show him your boobs, Rickie."

Nothing prepared me for what happened next. The girl casually opened her robe and I was treated to a full, and I want to stress full, frontal view of the girl's charms. She not only had great boobs, but lots of delicious curves to highlight them. My eyes instantly strayed down to her almost bare, and very fat mons; only a few curly black hairs were in evidence near the split. But those boobs, I couldn't believe an eleven year old could possibly be so... so... developed.

The heavenly, mounds on her chest, were topped with rich, dark chocolate brown areola and capped with large, no huge, very prominent, and very stiff nipples. She would have made any sixteen year old jealous with envy, and she wasn't in the least bit self conscious about flaunting her assets. Of course, I wasn't in the least bit shy about looking; which coaxed old willy out of hibernation.

Mandy giggled, and pointed the bone out to her friend; the one which had erected a tent in my trousers. I was so enraptured, I didn't notice, until Rickie put her hand to her mouth to stifle her own laughter. I looked down, and saw the front of my wet trousers poking out, and blushed with embarrassment. Then Mandy added, "I think Mister Will likes your boobs."

I quickly grabbed my crotch and both of the girls nearly rolled on the floor with laughter. All I could do after my vocal cords were reanimated, was mutter, "Forgive me. I didn't mean to stare," then quickly added, "They are beautiful," and I really meant it. I really, really meant it.

Then Mandy reached up and gave me a quick peck on the lips and said, "There's supper in the cooker if you're hungry. I'm going to brush out Rickie's hair. Come and join us when you're through."

All control had left me as I rushed to bath, dug my prick out, then almost instantly pumped the contents of my balls into the pan. I felt like a teenager doing a stunt I haven't done in many, many years. The two girls, whether intentional or not, had worked me up like I haven't been in a very long time. Makes me think I need to get a leg over more often to keep the beast at bay. Then, I thought back, and wondered how Nancy intended to pay me? Surely, this was not part of the promised payment; or was it?

After cleaning up a bit, I made my way back to the kitchen and had a look at what was in the cooker. It appeared to be real food. Something I haven't seen in some time. I usually kept the chippy and the Chinese in business with my lack of cookery skills, so this was a very pleasant surprise. I heaped a plate of what looked like hot pot or stew, found the bread and with great pleasure, gorged myself.

All the while, the giggles, titters and laughter drifted in from the girl's room. They sounded quite merry and appeared to enjoy whatever it was they were doing. Maybe I should check in and see what they were up to. Mandy did ask me to join them. It would be nice to get another look at that extraordinary, marvelous, maybe even stupendous, pair that Rickie sported.

So, I followed the giggles and they led me to a room that was a copy of the one in my cottage, which I converted to a study. It was so small, she could barely fit her wardrobe into it, much less a chair or dresser. I would have to sit on the bed with them, which was very appealing with a chance to get another, and maybe closer, look at Rickie's wares.

As soon as I entered the room, I didn't have to look very hard. Rickie sat on the bed, with her robe open, and legs splayed until more than a little pink showed. Her olive complexion made the pink almost fluorescent in colour. She noticed my eyes and smiled. I had to ask myself, "What's with these girls? They seem to be going out of their way to entice and tease me," which I enjoyed... a lot.

Mandy knelt behind her friend on the bed, while she combed the tangles from her hair, and asked me, "Mister Will, would you mind brushing Rickie's hair for awhile? My arm is tired and I need my bath."

Like an automaton, I removed my shoes and knelt behind the girl, then Mandy handed me the brush and when I looked down, behold, there was a bird's eye view of the chocolate dipped mounds sprouting from the girl's chest and what appeared to be a little wrinkled clit hood that peaked from the top of her slit. I closed my eyes but it was to no avail. The image had burned itself into my mind's eye and the little neural messages had already reached my prick, which got Mandy's attention.

When I opened my eyes, she smiled and said, "It must be terribly uncomfortable inside your wet trousers."

Both of them broke into a fit of giggles. Then Mandy added, "Brush it out good for her. I'm having my bath now," then she wiggled her bum out of the room.

I couldn't look down, and tried to keep my attention focused on the task at hand, when all I wanted to do was squeeze those marvelous appendages. Maybe suck on them a little and tease the giant nipples with my tongue. Then Rickie told me, "I would really like to see it."

Bewildered, I asked, "Like to see what?"

"Your willy. I haven't seen many and none of them were as big as yours looks."

The thought never occurred to me, and I was so surprised, I stumbled out, "Should I... err, you want me... to what? You want me to take my prick out for you?"

"Only if you want to. I know Mandy wants to see it too."

My interest was a little piqued, at least my lower parts were... pricked. But, then I thought, "Should I show them because they want to see it?" Maybe I need to dissuade the girl a bit, so I asked, "Both of you? What happens if I show you? Mandy's and your mum would have my bollocks if they found out."

So she offered, "I won't say a word and I know Mandy won't. Your trousers are wet. You should take them off and let me hang them for you."

She was right, and my knees had left wet stains on Mandy's duvet. So, I stood up, and unfastened my trousers, then asked, "Is there a robe or something I can wear?" She handed me the robe she wore. I'm afraid my eyes popped out and landed on the floor before I could catch them, and when my grip eased, my trousers fell and joined them. I guess you could say I was utterly gobsmacked with the vision of the naked girl before me.

Then she reached over and wrapped her hand around my cloth covered cock, and told me, "It is so big. Can I take it out and look?" Dumbly, and I meant it, not only from the look on my face, but I couldn't utter a word, so I nodded my head and she pulled down my pants.

She gently held my cock in her hand and moved it around to examine it, while she stirred my nuts around in their sack and brought the sperm to simmer. Then, Mandy pranced through the door, dripping wet and naked, and exclaimed, "It's so huge!"

Almost instantly, my cock lurched in Rickie's hand, and my balls forcefully ejected thick white ropes of cream across Rickie's titties and chest. It was if I had left my body and watched the girls from a distance, while they ran their fingers through my juice, and then Mandy exclaimed, "That was just too wicked. I've never seen anything like it before."

Sensory overload, that's what it was which caused my knees to go wobbly like someone had just tugged my power cord loose, and I would topple over any second. The girls helped me onto Nancy's bed, then tucked me in and gave me a kiss before everything faded to black on me.

End Chapter One

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