Another Flash/Chapter Eight
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Chapter Eight
“I’m wearing the tail, see,” came Erin’s squeal across the landing, “And Dick put the number four in.”
“He didn’t,” came Shelly’s instant response, “Show me… oh, my gawd, how did you fit it in?”
I didn’t hear an answer, but I did hear and feel the stampede across the landing which was quickly headed my way. Shelly threw herself on me in my perched position on the side of the bed, knocked me on my back and pinned me down with a very wet kiss.
Then she wrapped her hand around my cock, which had not lost much of his glory, and demanded, “I need this, bad,” which brought a chuckle from Erin on the edge of the bed.
“Don’t think it’s funny,” Shelly scolded, “You’ve had your fun, and now I want some,” she emphasized with a little stroke of her hand.
These girls were amazing and I wish I had known about them years ago. Hey, if the lot of them wanted to fuck me to death, I wasn’t going to stop them. At least I’ll die with a permanent smile on my face. You know, it’s said that if you die with a boner, you’ll get buried with it. What would be more perfect than having a stiff one along with a big smile at your funeral? However, it might ruffle a few feathers if the attendees knew why.
“So, what has happened with Emmy?” I asked.
“Just some chores so her mum don’t murder her. She’ll be by later,” I was assured, “That gives us plenty of time. You know what she will want when she shows up,” and I believe I did know and was hopefully recovered, so I wouldn’t disappoint the girl… or myself.
Then Erin handed the dildo to Shelly and told her, “You’ll like this.”
Her eyes got very big and she demanded, “Where did you get that?”
“I bought it for you ‘cause I knew you would like it. Your sister already had a little demo and she approves wholeheartedly, don’t you Erin?” Who broke a great smile and nodded enthusiastically.
“Mine? You got it for me?” Shelly asked.
“You’re going to let me borrow it, aren’t you?” Erin informed her.
“’Course she is,” I assured the girl, and then eased Shelly on her back, flipped the toy on, pressed it under her skirt and against her slit… which, by the way, was quite bare. What can I say, she came prepared.
She squealed and tossed her legs in the air, chanting, “Oh gawd, oh gawd,” while she hunched herself into the new toy.
“Nice choice, don’t you think?” I asked her, but she was too far gone to reply.
I watched the enthusiastic smile melt from her features as she gave herself over to orgasm. Not just one, but on the fourth, she pushed the toy away and fell back into the bed panting with a contented and very satisfied smile on her face.
“Maybe I overdid it just a touch?” I thought.
Luckily, I didn’t, and when her eyes finally opened, she pounced on me. While she straddled my cock and scooted her slick pussy over it, she wrestled her dress off. Then she lifted herself enough to pop me into the starting gate and we were off to the races. She was domineering enough to take charge, skewer herself on my cock and dish out a hard fucking on top of it and she was on top. That’s when it turned into a wrestling match to find out who was going to fuck who.
Of course, I easily won, flipped her under me, put her feet on my shoulders and proceeded to hump her brains out. She had become a wild animal, a she wolf and I didn’t have to how at the moon so she would mate with me. But she was the one that howled while we mated, which got even louder when I grasped a bum cheek and poked a thumb into her rectum. That really turned her loose and she writhed so violently when her orgasm struck, we almost separated, but somehow I managed to stay inside of her.
You should have seen the look on Erin’s face while she watched. The girl’s wide eyes bulged while she stared with mouth agape. So, I grabbed Shelly’s other cheek and squeezed my other thumb into her bum. Her howls abruptly ceased as another wave of orgasm ripped through her frame and she got quiet. That was when I decided to try what I promised Emmy. I slipped my cock into her waiting arse and unleashed a torrent of sperm while her rectum spasmed and siphoned every drop out of me.
The room turned foggy while I pumped what felt like a quart of semen into her belly while sparks flew behind my eyes and my balls tried to pump much more than they held. It took over a minute for the aftershocks of the girl’s orgasm to finally settle and for her eyes to open.
“You squirted in my bum,” she acknowledged.
“It felt good, didn’t it?” I asked.
“More than good,” she stated, “I couldn’t stop doing it. It was even better than with the toy because you were inside me.”
“Thank Arny, Emmy’s old boyfriend for teaching her. For some reason, I thought you might like it.”
“Yes, over the arm of the sofa next time.”
“Hmmm, I would like that so I can watch myself going into you.”
“I watched now,” offered Erin, “And it was wicked looking.”
“Your sister sure is noisy, isn’t she?” I asked as I ruffled my fingers through the little girl’s hair.
“Yeah, it sounded like you kicked a dog.”
“Let me up,” Shelly insisted, “I need the loo, bad,” and when I popped out of her, that quart of semen began to gush.
Luckily, the bath sheet was still on the bed, so I cupped my hand over her bum and rushed her to the bath. Then, I popped her on the seat and thick clumps plopped into the water. We watched it drain out of her, and from the shear volume, I don’t believe I was far off when I guessed a quart.
As I slipped my fingers into her sperm slick arse hole, I plastered my lips to hers, and then informed her, “Your bum hole is incredible. Not quite as good as your pussy, but nonetheless, very nice.”
“I’ve wondered what it was like and now that I know, we need to do it again.”
“How about me?” Erin interjected. She had followed us in and eavesdropped from the doorway.
“You should put it in her bum,” Shelly suggested.
“As long as it’s fun and nobody gets hurt, we can try sometime,” I spoke into the room.
The little girl ran at me full throttle, threw her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek, telling me, “And more buzzes too.”
Oh, it sounded like I would have to stock up on vibrators so they were on hand when the girls came to visit. After all, they were a smashing success. After we had cleaned up, I gave Shelly her camera and the room became so quiet, it was spooky. It took a few minutes for the shock to wear off and the girl to thank me, then it became click city as the girls wrestled the camera from each other so they could take a shot. However, lucky me became their first model, and enviably, was subject to their every whim and desire.
While they performed an intimate photographic study of the male appendage and associated areas, Emmy came bounding through the door. She announced her presence with a squealed, “You got one too! Wait until you see the ones I made,” and pushed her way through for a juicy little snog.
“Are you hungry?” I asked while I squeezed her bare bum. Lack of knickers appears to have become a tradition which I highly supported.
She whispered in my ear, “My tummy is not the only thing that needs to be stuffed.”
“How about butties and chips and we can rush back for other things?” I asked the girls, and then whispered in Emmy’s ear, “There’s something special I have planned for you.”
She could barely contain her excitement while we dressed and drove to the chippy in town. On our journey, she began to explain her capers with the camera I gave her.
“Mum’s friend, Joyce, came over and brought her girl, Bella, with her. She’s eight and sleeps over with me sometime. While mum and Joyce chatted, I showed Bella the camera and dildo and we did a film.”
“For some reason, I believe it’s probably a film I will enjoy,” I tossed out.
“Hee, hee, hee,” came the response, “I know you will but I won’t tell you more. You have to watch it.”
“You’re such a tease, girl. I don’t know if I can wait,” I told her with as much disappointment I could muster in my voice.
“Only one hint and Shelly knows her… she likes to do things with girls… really nasty things.”
I’m afraid my dick lurched when I heard that and clawed its way down my trouser leg. I’m sure I would love to meet a really nasty girl that likes to do things with girls. I couldn’t dwell on it though, because a tent was quickly developing.
Emmy had a sharp eye and didn’t miss the movement in my trousers. She smoothed her hand over the bulge and pointed out, in her silkiest voice that dripped with warm honey, “I can tell you like nasty girls. Bella knows all about you and really wants to visit. How would you like that?”
If she kept it up, I was going to smash the car. With my tongue glued to the roof of my mouth I couldn’t talk at first, but gently moved her hand away, cleared my throat a few times and managed to whisper, “Yes, yes, I would like to meet her. Let’s wait till we get back to the house for this.”
Of course, we had an audience and four little curious eyes peered at us over the seat. But, Emmy persisted, “Didn’t you like my hand on you?”
“I loved your hand but it’s not safe while I’m driving. What if I lose control and drive off the road? You’ve made me so hard, I might have to pull into a lay-by and do you so it’ll go down.”
“That’s not a bad thing. I’ve been dripping all morning thinking about it.”
“It’ll be a lot more enjoyable if we wait ‘till we get back and take our time.”
“Yes, but doing it the car would be more exciting, don’t you think. Imagine if someone wanders by and we get caught out.”
“They’d put me in jail then for shagging a nine year old in public.”
“Shelly and Erin could keep watch while we do it in the car park.”
My balls were bursting now. At this point, doing it in the car park had a certain appeal to it. Otherwise, I would have to sit in the car while I entertained clean thoughts until the problem reduced itself to a manageable size and wasn’t so blatantly apparent.
After I had parked, Emmy gave me a big toothy grin as she reached over and squeezed my now throbbing bone, telling me, “I have an idea,” as she quickly unfastened my trousers and told the girls, “Keep watch if anyone approaches?” and then fished the little man out of my pants and held him reverentially in her hands.
“You’re going to be the death of me girl, but I can’t help myself when I’m around you.”
She pressed her finger against my lips and told me, “Shhh, don’t talk,” but she didn’t mention not groaning while she slid her lips down and engulfed my cock with her mouth.
“It’s in her mouth,” came Erin’s little voice which had a little squeak in it when her sister punched her, with the added, “Be quiet and watch.”
“Oh, my gawd,” I screamed inside my head, “That girl has a mouth on her and knows how to use it.”
All I could do was succumb and rest my head back while she devoured me. It wasn’t your typical blow job, the girl made a meal out of me. I cradled her cheeks with my hands while she sought for a fountain of creamy white gold. It didn’t take her long to find it either. Less than a minute in, she cradled my bloated balls while the sack drew up and fed her hungry mouth with rich, gooey sustenance and left me paralyzed.
The girls had to rouse me after that and I shook my head several times before I remembered where I was and what I was doing here.
End Chapter Eight
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