His mind reeled at the idea of spanking her tits. His penis grew a bit longer, and her hands responded by stimulating him even more. He dripped pre-cum and she took advantage of this to get her hands slick and slippery. He asked, “You really like and need your spankings, don’t you?”
“Oh, yes! How else can I learn? Mother kept me in line with a very strong hand.”
“Just out of curiosity, did she spank you with or without underwear on?”
“Without. That’s the only way to get spanked. I assume you’re asking about me; she always insisted that she at least keep her underwear on. We couldn’t have the both of us totally naked or my dad would get mad.”
Shawn was strangely amused at that. It sounds like Angela had a very kinky, sexually repressed childhood. I’m beginning to understand some things. I can imagine her parents having a very hard time resisting her charms, too. The more her mother felt guilty over her urges the more she turned to the Bible, yet she couldn’t stop their not-so-subtly sexual spanking rituals. I wonder when and how she died. It must be tough to lose a mother when you’re a teenager.
Angela backed up a bit so she could take a good look at Shawn’s penis. It flopped down onto his stomach. Even though it was turgid and slowly growing, she looked upon it as if she was completely horrified that it still wasn’t fully erect. She immediately redoubled her efforts to stimulate him, planting his hands on her rack and moving his hands all around.
Shawn rolled his eyes. She has such high expectations. It’s like the mere idea of me being flaccid is beyond her comprehension. How can I ever live up to that? She looks at me so guiltily, too, as if she’s committed some heinous crime by not getting me erect. Her childlike reactions are almost comical. I have a feeling that, ironically, this “slave” is going to be super high maintenance.
Angela filled the gap in conversation with a longing sigh. “If only you’d tied me up and whipped me, instead of Henrietta.”
Shawn’s mind reeled even more. “Angela, I should warn you, I’m not really into that. The rope thing with Henrietta was just an accidental whim. There aren’t any whips in this house and that’s how it’s going to stay.” He let what he hoped was bad news sink in. “You see? I’m already starting to disappoint you. I’m just another guy. Now let’s get you cleaned up and ready to drive you home. I’ll help you. Do you need me to drive you home?”
She wasn’t ready to go. “What if you whip my ass with your big cock? And then plunge it into either hole while you continue to spank me? It doesn’t even have to be me. I get nearly as excited seeing you take control of any of the big-titted nymphos in this house, and there’s nothing but big-titted nymphos here! It’s heaven for me. I get so happy for them, knowing what they must be going through when they’re sucking or fucking.”
That last thought greatly excited Shawn. He looked down and saw to his surprise that Angela had succeeded in finally making him hard. But he thought that if he gave up another load he might not be at his best for Henrietta in a matter of hours. So he gently pulled her hand away. “Angela, it’s late. Time to go.” His tired penis deflated as soon as he disengaged from her.
Angela reluctantly accepted Shawn’s help in getting cleaned up because she couldn’t get her act together without him. She said that her son Adrian would be waiting up with worry. The mention of Adrian made Shawn wonder how Angela’s young son fit into the picture. Did he know about the “new” Angela, and what would he think of her? Shawn had never met Adrian and had no answers. He was reluctant to pry.
While she showered again, Shawn recalled their fuck and remembered to ask her about the milk he’d felt on his chest. She explained that she wasn’t lactating and never had, but that sometimes, at the height of particularly exquisite passion, little dribbles of milk would squirt out of her breasts. In her case, “little dribbles” was actually quite a lot. She’d asked a doctor about it once, and he’d told her it was a perfectly normal, though rare, condition. It didn’t mean she was any more or less likely to fully lactate than anyone else.
Shawn found it perfectly fitting that she’d leak from her breasts as well, since she seemed to be such a huge leaker generally. He recalled that she’d also squirted pussy juice on another occasion, and had a vision of her squirting from all three spots at once.
He also found out that she was on the pill after all. He resolved to pay more attention to contraception in the future.
As he took her to the door, he began thinking about problems that might arise if Angela were to come over more often. He asked, “Angela, what about your husband and this divorce? Do you think he might hire a private eye or something like that? Is there anything I should worry about?”
“No, nothing. The divorce should be finalized in a couple of weeks; those awful lawyers are just tangling over some fine print. He’s in Europe and wants to forget all about me and Adrian. Don’t worry. I’ll certainly never fuck him again, or any other man, unless my master commands it. Master can command me to do anything and I must obey. You could make me fuck all your friends or mop the floor all day long. I’ll do it all, gratefully. I’m your slave in every way.”
It was startling to hear her repeat those kinds of things when she was completely unaroused and fully coherent. It hit Shawn that all her master talk wasn’t just some kind of sexual fantasy like the crazy things he’d say to Sera. She really meant it. He let her out the front door without saying anything in reply but good-bye pleasantries.
Shawn had had a crazy day, and he didn’t want to think any more. But as he drifted off to sleep, he had one last stream of thoughts. I’ve gone from getting beaten up, to the strip poker game, to fucking my “slave” Angela. Wow. All in one day. And now I get to set my alarm clock so I can fuck Henrietta first thing in the morning. This is the life! Maybe I should just keep pumping up this reputation thing and deal the best I can with Angela-styled craziness if it’ll get me consistently laid with the likes of these luscious babes. Wow. Of course that attitude also got me beat up at school. I’m not really sure what to do with Angela. It seems that she’d love to live with us, and she’s so gorgeous, fun, and fuckable that it would be hard to say no. It’s too bad she’s had such a strange life. Oh, and then there’s her son. I guess she can’t stay here after all. Dang. But I’m sure I’ll be seeing a lot more of her, one way or another.
CHAPTER 6 (Thursday, Nov. 21)
When Shawn awoke it was still dark. He looked at his alarm clock and saw that it was five thirty in the morning. Normally when he woke, for instance to go to the bathroom, he could go back to sleep right away, but this time he couldn’t. He figured that his body woke up before the alarm clock because it didn’t want to miss out on fucking Henrietta, and now that he was awake the thought of doing it with her kept him from going back to sleep again.
Giving in to the inevitable, he went to go wake Henrietta and start their morning fuck earlier than expected. He always tired quickly and knew he’d regret the lack of sleep later in the day when he had to do his homework, but he just couldn’t keep away from Henrietta. She was staying in the little used guest bedroom on the first floor.
Shawn knocked, then hearing no sound, went in. He kept the room dark, but went to the edge of her bed and gently shook her awake. “Henrietta. Henrietta. Sorry to bother you…”
“But you’d like to fuck me?” Henrietta laughed good-naturedly as she opened her eyes. She pulled her sheets down a bit so she could flash some more skin, assuring Shawn that she hadn’t been left tied up overnight. “Don’t worry. I was already awake and trying to get back to sleep. I guess I was thinking the same thing as you. You know the old saying: the early bird gets it in every hole.”
Shawn laughed as he turned on the light by her bed stand. “Actually, that’s not the way they taught it to us.”
She replied cheekily as she playfully stuck her tongue out a bit, “You were probably learning about the other kind of bird, then.”
Seeing her tongue reminded him of how her tongue had felt so unusually long in her blowjobs the night before. He’d been too shy to ask earlier with others around, but now he said, “Henrietta, I know this may seem like kind of a rude thing to ask, but can you stick your tongue out as far as it can go?”
Henrietta did so with a naughty smile. It was a long tongue. Incredibly long. She flicked it about to show how dexterous it was as well.
Shawn gasped in surprise. “Holy fuck! That’s inhuman!” It reminded him of movies where a person turns out to be a demon or devil and exposes the fact that they have a lizard-like tongue. But he wasn’t horrified, just aroused. He already had some idea what her remarkable tongue could do to his penis from the night before.
Pulling it back in, she said, “Ask Cheese about my nickname back in college sometime. Everybody called me ‘The Tongue.’”
“I can see why! Jesus! Speaking of Cheese, it’s even longer than hers, and I thought she had a long one.” Shawn was blown away, as usual.
Henrietta didn’t want to dwell on her tongue, especially given how long she’d been waiting for him to fuck her, but she couldn’t resist adding, “Just wait until the two of us give you a double blowjob. And you know we will.”
Shawn appeared to get lost in thought with that idea, as a dreamy expression suffused his face. But Henrietta didn’t want dreams, she wanted action. She prodded him, “Come on! Less talking and more fucking.” In the dim light she patted the spot on the bed next to her.
Even though the bed was on the smaller side, Shawn decided it was as good a place to fuck as any and got in bed next to her. He cuddled up against her and found her body welcoming and warm. It made him long for the day when he’d be able to sleep with his mother and/or sister every night. He felt her up all over.
“Henrietta, before we start, I want to get to know who you are. I mean, at first I thought you were a psychiatrist, but then you surprised the heck out of me by fucking me in the middle of my psychiatric session. Then last night you admirably played one role so well that I was sometimes believing that, but other times reminding myself of what we did before. So what are you really like as a person?”
Henrietta said with an expressionless face, “I’ll give you the brief version while you tie me up again.”
“What? I thought you weren’t into that.”
“I’m not especially, though the things Joanna and Hui Shan did to me have me changing my tune a bit. They’re so much fun to be with. But they said you had planned to fuck me that way and only agreed to finally release me if I promised to get tied up again when I woke up. I try to keep my promises.”
“Oh. Well, then, fair enough.” She conveniently had the same rope used the night before on her bed stand, so Shawn began tying her back up. He was curious and wanted to use some rope after hearing Angela explain her bondage and domination fetishes.
Meanwhile Henrietta continued, “Don’t think of me as a psychiatrist so much as a sex therapist. You know how crazy L.A. is - they even have drive-through pet cemeteries. I’m an unusual therapist. I counsel people on their love lives. Sometimes I do couples, sometimes individuals. But I’m very unorthodox, and very sexually active. If someone comes to me and they’re obviously very lonely, my best therapy may be to literally fuck ’em. I end up having sex with a lot of my patients, as you no doubt noticed first hand on your first visit. I hope that doesn’t shock you.” Henrietta was describing the job she wished she had instead of what she actually did.
“Henrietta, at this point nothing could possibly shock me. That explains why you encouraged incest, at least. I guess you’re often looking for the pro-sex solution.”
“Yes. I’m almost always looking for the pro-sex solution, as long as it doesn’t harm anyone. Sex is perfectly healthy and wonderful. I have a very strong sex drive. I knew Cheese in college, as you know, and we’re very much alike. People even say we look quite alike, especially from the neck down. Not that you’d know anything about that.”
She playfully nudged him with an elbow to emphasize that point, though it wasn’t easy with her limited movement. He’d gotten her hands tied together behind her back, but then he’d gotten distracted by running his hands over her shapely back and ass. Her nudge got him back to working on the rope to secure her arms from being able to move as well.
She continued, “Just like Cheese, I absolutely love the Chen family. I’d be delighted to advise you all on your problems, sexual and otherwise, any time you like. The only recompense, if you can even call it that, is that I’d like to be rewarded with the occasional fuck, just as I am about to be right now. Or at least I might, if you’ll ever finish fussing with those ropes and tie me up properly.”
“Sorry. Almost there.” He was so eager to fuck that he wasn’t concentrating well on the rope task. Despite his growing number of sexual experiences, he hardly felt jaded at all, and still got quite excited at the prospect of another undoubtedly great fuck.
“Oh. And another thing. Everyone living in L.A. aspires to be in Hollywood, and I’m no different. I started getting some acting jobs due to my looks, and now I act here and there. Usually R-rated or even X-rated stuff, though generally tame stuff like you might see with original cable channel programming. It’s generally pretty sexual because they’re afraid to put a full-bodied woman like myself into a normal film. I try to stay away from the honest-to-God porn though. The porn industry is a pretty tight circle and I’m deliberately not a part of that. You’re more likely to see me in a racy teen spring break movie. By the way, that’s one reason why I enjoyed last night so much, because it let me play another role. I just love to act.” Here she was being honest, except for the implication of accidentally falling into part time roles. This was really all she did; acting when she could and partying during the big down times between jobs (she also took classes to become a dental assistant, but she wasn’t very dedicated about it). She figured she could be fairly straightforward with Shawn. With Vel, she’d have to tread a bit more carefully.
“Wow, Henrietta. You live a really interesting life. I’m totally going to have to check out some of your films. And you’re like an angel from heaven because I could really use someone to talk to right now.”
“You’re gonna have to wait on that one, because I see you’ve got me all tied up, and just like coin operated fortune teller, you’ve got to put something in to get me to talk. Except my slot needs something much bigger and thicker than a coin.” Her voice dripped with sex and innuendo. Like Cheese, she could talk quite sexily (except she had to make a conscious effort, while everything Cheese said naturally sounded sexy).
Shawn looked around and pretended cluelessness. “Hmm. It’s probably one of those dollar operated machines then. Where did I put my wallet? I think I put it around here somewhere.” He lifted up various objects as if seriously looking for his wallet.
“Shawnnnnnn! Come on! That’s not funny when you consider you’ve had me waiting for a long, hard fuck for hours and hours. Come on! Let’s do it!” She couldn’t move her arms, so she kicked with her feet like a petulant child until the covers came off. Then she spread her legs as wide as she could so he’d clearly get the message of her urgency.
He hopped off the bed and pulled the covers the rest of the way to the floor. “I hope you don’t mind if we leave the light on and the covers down. You have such a beautiful body that it would be a shame to make love with it all hidden.”
“No problem.” She started whistling the song played in the Jeopardy TV game show used to indicate time was running out.
Shawn climbed back into bed and lay on top of Henrietta. His penis was very hard and erect, and he had it all ready to go. But Henrietta’s pussy wasn’t very wet yet (he hardly knew what a dry pussy was), so he started rubbing his penis all over her pussy lips just as he did so successfully with Angela the night before. Meanwhile, he asked, “So how does this tied-up thing work? What good is that?”
“For one thing, it stopped me from slapping you silly for your little lost wallet routine. Other than that, I don’t know. I could do a lot with my hands if you’d let me. But Joanna and Hui Shan put the rope to good use last night. Joanna especially liked to pretend that I was a prisoner and they were sexually torturing me.” She smiled in remembrance. “That was a lot of fun. I think I got off on playing the role in the game more than anything. I do love to act, you know.”
“Well, I don’t want to just copy them. Plus I was doing some role playing last night with Angela and I’ve had my fill of playing for a while. We’re big at playing around here, you might have noticed. Let’s just do a straight fuck and then see where we go from there.”
“Sounds good, but you’re all talk and no action.”
“Hey. I was waiting until you’re ready. By the way, maybe if you could complain just a little bit about how you’re tied up while we’re fucking, that’ll help arouse me even more.”
“No problem. I don’t even have to pretend because it’s honestly annoying me. Just as does a man who beats around the bush. Literally.”
“Okay. Okay. Geez.” Shawn was struck by the different reactions between Angela and Henrietta in response to the same teasing of pussy lips. Henrietta has no problem saying just what she wants and pushes until she gets it. Like Cheese. Angela on the other hand put up with anything I did because she thinks I’m her master, and then when she couldn’t take it any more abjectly begged me for it. I like both styles. There seem to be a lot of submissives around here lately so it’s good to have a really strong-willed woman for a change. But the truth was he was mostly used to fucking submissives or dominants with submissive streaks like Sera, and he wasn’t quite sure how to handle someone as clearly dominant as Henrietta.
Shawn pushed his penis in, to both his and Henrietta’s great relief. He started sawing away at a very slow pace. Meanwhile, he contemplated the fact that Henrietta’s arms and hands were completely tied up. He said, “Hmm. You know, I could do just about anything I wanted to you with you like this, couldn’t I?”
“I suppose you could, but what could you do that you’re not doing already? It’s not like you could violate me any more than you already are, now that you’ve finally and thankfully put your dick in me, and Cheese says you aren’t into anything weird, thank God.”
He got an idea. “That’s not entirely true. You know how people have really strange fetishes? Like I have this friend who subscribes to ‘Goats N’ Boats Magazine.’ He can only get sexually excited by the sight of a goat on some form of water transportation.” He was making that up to get a laugh. “As for me, I have this weird tickle fetish. When I fuck I like to tickle. Normally it doesn’t matter because my partners can defend themselves, but with you all tied up, you might not be able to do anything about … THIS!” Even as Shawn continued with his slow strokes, he reached up to Henrietta’s underarms and tickled both of them at once.
Henrietta was very ticklish and couldn’t help but laugh. “Hey! Cut that out!” Even with his penis in her, she shook her body in the most delightful ways as she tried to fend him off without her arms or hands. She may not have been particularly moved by being tied up, but it inspired him. The way that her vagina clutched and pulsed around him whenever she tried to get away inspired him even more.
He reached back and tickled beneath her kneecap on one leg. He was disappointed that her feet were out of range. “Or? Cut that out or what? I don’t know if you’re in a position to negotiate when you’re all tied up and in the middle of getting fucked.”
He again went after her underarms. He was pleased to see Henrietta smile and laugh, as he was used to her stern, serious expression she used whenever in her therapist role. Her whole body wriggled and writhed even more to try to escape from the tickling, but she couldn’t get away since his penis was still deep inside her. But all of her writhing and clenching only made the fucking that much better.
“Hey!” She yelled again. “Stop that now! This time I’m serious.”
“Yeah. You look really serious,” he mocked.
Henrietta tried to keep her face stern but she only succeeded for a couple of seconds before she broke back into laughter. His tickling was as relentless as his fucking. He penetrated her deeply with long, slow strokes whenever she was still recovering from another tickle attack. Her vaginal muscles continued to involuntarily suck and milk his imbedded penis whenever her body jerked around or she laughed uncontrollably.
“You can’t keep me tied up forever, you know. And then when my hands are free, you’re gonna get it!”
“Oh yeah? Who says we can’t keep you tied up forever? I was talking to Cheese and Vel and they agreed that we should keep you like this for a week, at least. They agreed that you’re not properly broken in yet. The plan is to keep your holes stuffed at all times with vibrators or strap-ons or penises until you break. We did the same to Angela and look at her now. She calls herself ‘Slave.’”
Henrietta thought he was putting her on, but she couldn’t be completely sure. She didn’t really know him and she could believe what he said about Angela from the way she behaved the night before. Suddenly she was filled with fear by the prospect of really being tied up and fucked by all comers until she was completely broken and turned into a mindless sex slave. “Shawn, that’s not funny! Untie me this instant!”
“Aha! Now we’re seeing the power of the ropes, eh?” Shawn thrust powerfully into her, and ground his hips, leaving her panting and breathless. “What’ll you do if I do… this?” He tickled her in the ribs and then again under the arms. She tried to flip over to escape the tickling, but to no avail, as her vagina and his penis were still joined with her legs wrapped around him. “Or this?” He reached down between her legs and rammed a finger up her ass. She let out a loud shriek. His penis stroked in and out as often as he could manage, with all the other activity going on.
Now she was confused. She was slightly scared, but also mirthful from all the tickling, and aroused from the fucking. Mostly she had no idea what Shawn would do next. She fully felt the sensation of helplessness in being tied up now, and discovered that it aroused her even as it upset her.
Shawn continued to fuck her and continued to surprise her. He would start and stop fucking for no reason, switch to an all-out tickle attack that left her feeling particularly helpless, or just do nothing but talk and diddle her defenseless and exposed clit. She occasionally got revenge by surprise kissing him with her amazing tongue.
He frequently changed positions, testing what she liked best. He tried talking to her about how helpless she’d be, but that didn’t get much of a reaction. However, he noticed that when he mentioned taming her by fucking her in public, that got a better response. He started to focus on exposure fantasies whenever he talked. Cheese already knew about this fetish from her college days with Henrietta, which was one big reason why she met her at a restaurant the day before.
Even though Shawn barely knew her, he was quickly learning how to push Henrietta’s buttons. All of the stopping and starting had prevented her from cumming, but as he reached his climax she knew that she was heading to a big one as well. He finally stopped tickling and concentrated fully on increasingly hard and fast thrusting. Henrietta in return began squeezing her vaginal muscles, using the same trick that Cheese knew so well.
Shawn once again realized that he’d paid no heed to the contraception question and he couldn’t remember what he did about that the first time he’d fucked Henrietta. So he pulled out and came all over her chest instead. When he was done he stopped and admired the handiwork of his cum spray. All in all it was an excellent fuck, even if it wasn’t nearly as intense and powerful as the one with Angela the night before.
It was getting light outside by this time, so Shawn turned off the night stand light and said, “Good fuck, don’t you think? You should swing by here more often.”
She joked, “I’m a big swinger.”
Shawn however, was serious. “But now I really need to talk. I want to unload, and for once that unloading doesn’t involve any cum. Let’s go chat in my office. You can still walk, can’t you?”
“Aren’t you going to untie me now?”
“Nope. Remember what I said about keeping you tied up for a week? Plus, I figure once I untie you, you’re likely to slap or tickle me.”
He figured correctly. She stood up with his help, and then kicked him in the shins. She was irritated by her continuing helplessness, but also looked forward to more sexy fun with him.
CHAPTER 7
Shawn’s “office” turned out to be the backyard pool. It was cold early in the morning, but it looked like it would turn into a nice, sunny day. He walked out with her, helping her naked body along in case she lost her balance. He jumped into the pool while she sat at the pool edge and dangled her feet in the water. He had a plan to get her more aroused by taking advantage of her excitement of public exposure.
She asked him as he swam, “Can’t your neighbors see? What if they see me?”
He pointed. “You see that? That’s the Pestridge house. I figure it’s extremely likely that Mr. Pestridge will soon get up and look out his window.” He pointed at the one window with a clear view to the pool. In fact it was Hui Shan’s window, but he didn’t want Henrietta to know that. “That’s what’s so great about you being here, because I couldn’t do this with anyone else, obviously, but it’s not a problem if I get caught with you. In fact, I’m rather looking forward to it. I think he suspects I’m gay. I’d like to prove him wrong in spectacular fashion. If only he knew the truth!”
“But what about me? He’s going to see me! What is he going to think about me?”
“I don’t know. I’ll be sure to ask him later and let you know. Maybe he’ll compare notes with the neighbors over there and there.” He pointed to two other houses that didn’t have a clear window view to the Chen pool at all, but in Henrietta’s excited state she didn’t realize that. “I imagine they’ll all wonder why a teenaged kid would have a grown up, full bodied, big-busted woman completely naked and tied up in his back yard. I imagine they’ll think you’re a massively horny slut. If I see anyone looking through their windows, I’ll have to turn you around and bend you over so I can fuck you in the ass. I think that’ll be some interesting food for thought for the neighborhood gossip mill.”
“No! You wouldn’t!” Henrietta was surprised just how aroused this was making her. She’d played public exposure games many times before, but she’d never been in a position of extreme helplessness at the same time, unable to do anything if someone saw her. Furthermore, she didn’t know Shawn well enough to tell if he’d actually let her get exposed or not.
She was so keen on getting a closer look at the window that she struggled to stand up, and almost made it before she fell back onto the concrete with a resounding thud. She cursed, but even her inability to get a good look made her more aroused. Her pussy was absolutely soaked. She was eager to get fucked again, even though they’d just finished a great fuck, except for that fact that she was now scared shitless that fucking would make it more likely she’d be seen by the neighbors.
Shawn swam over and put a finger up her pussy. “Ah. Looks like you’re in a good mood to talk about sex. So let’s talk.”
Henrietta was chagrined and rolled her eyes in disbelief. “You give me this incredible fuck itch, and now all you want to do is talk?!? Do you do this to all your women?”
“Hmm. I try. It’s not easy, but I like to see them in a state of constant arousal. Now let’s talk. Mr. Pestridge is out of range, but you’d best keep your voice down because he might be upset to hear how I’ve been fucking his wife and daughter right under his nose. Which is one of the things I want to talk to you about. The security issue.” What he told her only heightened her sense of danger, which in turn heightened her arousal.
He went on, “But we can get to that later. The first thing I want to talk about is the weirdness issue. My life is seriously surreal. I mean, look at me and you talking in these conditions as a case in point. Actually, maybe I’ll just tell you everything and you can sort out all the issues and tell me what’s important.”
So while Shawn mostly stayed in the cold pool, paddling around to keep warm, he gave her a history of what was going on in his life. He focused on explaining his relationships with Sera, Peggy, Angela, and Vel, as they were the ones that were causing him the most trouble. He talked for almost an hour. Henrietta asked the occasional question, but kept her conclusions to herself for the moment.
Meanwhile, she constantly looked up to Hui Shan’s window, as if expecting Eric to look down from it at any moment. Shawn was amazed at how much mileage he was getting out of Henrietta merely by keeping up this idea that strangers might be watching her. It kept her constantly aroused. He occasionally swam over and checked her to see if she still had a healthy flow of pussy juice going. When she didn’t, he’d frig her, and especially stimulate her G-spot. He kept her right on the edge of a climax, but it was slow and low key enough that she never quite got there.
He’d figured out that his usual domineering sexual talk was likely to turn her off (it was somewhat different between her and another woman, but she resented being lorded over by a man). However, those kinds of ideas still aroused him, and while he talked he would find himself looking at her tied up by the side of the pool and a chunk of his brain would daydream. He thought, What if my mom’s big-titted woman theory is really true? I really should keep Henrietta tied up for a week or more, until she’s completely broken. I want her just like Angela: another eager fuck slave to add to my harem! Yes, Shawn, you have a harem. There’s no denying it with Angela in the picture. Women like Henrietta are here to serve me. I need a big harem! It would be such fun to take a strong, intelligent, professional woman like Henrietta and reduce her to a tied up toy for the whole family. We could keep a big vibrator in her for days and days, and she would have no way of taking it out!
Shawn would have fantasies like these, but then he’d have to snap back to the conversation and he’d be reminded that such thoughts were wrong and cruel. He’d chastise himself for letting his dark side grow too strong. Then he’d get lost in Henrietta’s beauty as he talked to her, and the sight of her tied up would bring on more naughty thoughts and another similar fantasy. Then he’d recall his politically correct scruples. Then the process would repeat again and again. Luckily he was getting better at talking and fucking at the same time, or he wouldn’t have been able to make the points he wanted to make.
Finally he talked himself out, and waited for her conclusions. She said, “Are you going to untie me? If you want to hear what I have to say, you have to untie me first. If you’re not going to get me off, then let me have my hands back so I can finish it!”
He was in a particularly devilish mood. “Hmm. If you’re not going to talk, I guess I won’t have anything else to do but turn you over and fuck you in the ass. The way you’ll be screaming, I imagine that’ll draw all kinds of neighbors. Folks around here, they really love their camcorders. Maybe I’ll be able to ask for a copy of some of the videos they make of you, or better yet, I’ll probably just be able to watch it on the web.”
“You wouldn’t dare!” she whispered fearfully. But she loved his games. She loved the way that he was keeping her horny, wet, and on edge with the fear of getting caught. She almost didn’t want to take the ropes off, as long as he kept her constantly turned on. She was impressed at how he’d managed to make the ropes exciting when getting tied up usually didn’t do anything for her. He was perceptive and learning how to please women better. He could quickly gauge what got a good reaction and what didn’t and adjust his approach accordingly.
He just whistled the Jeopardy song, throwing that reference back in her face by reminding her of when she’d used it on him. He knew she’d have to give in quickly.
“All right. But you really are a devil, you know that? I’ll talk, but only on the condition that you fuck me again before you go to school, because you’ve got me so horribly horny that it would be cruel to leave me like this.”
“Hmm. An intriguing idea.” He smiled a mischievous smile and crooked a pinky to his lips, but refused to overtly agree to her condition.
“God, you’re so evil! Won’t you get me off, please? How do you expect me to think when you’ve got me so horny? It’s amazing I was able to pay attention to your words at all.”
“Hmm. Good point.” He got between her legs again, and licked at her clit and the wet folds of her pussy lips. Henrietta thought for sure that she’d climax now, but she couldn’t quite do it. Shawn thought, I like this almost but not quite getting a woman off thing. This is fun! I need to explore this later. Will women enjoy it more that way, or will they want to kill me? I’ll have to ask Cheese because it would ruin it to ask Henrietta now. I have to look like I know what I’m doing.
“Shawn, fucking make me cum! I’m dying here! If I had my hands free I would make you so sorry…” She stopped because all of the sudden she felt that glorious feeling of orgasmic release. Shawn had been toying too close to the edge and accidentally pushed her over. She thought it was because he listened to her pleas and didn’t realize he was disappointed.
He thought, Dang. I’ll have to get started again and see if I can do better next time. But he let Henrietta rest for a bit.
CHAPTER 8
Finally Henrietta was ready to speak. “It’s somehow appropriate to have just come off a great climax, because this brings me to one of my thoughts on your situation. Shawn, you’re an extraordinary young man. You just plain know how to fuck a woman and keep her sexually satisfied. Pretty much since I stepped into the door of your house last night, I’ve been riding one climax after another and floating on a constant erotic high. Furthermore, you live in an extraordinary environment. Half the time, I don’t even need to do anything to get horny. Just sitting in a room full of enthusiastic, voluptuous, naked women and watching them fight to see who gets to suck or jack you off next is so exciting that that alone makes me cream my panties. It makes me want to be the next one to do you, or better yet, get seriously done by you. That’s high praise because I usually like to get the guy panting in desperation, wanting to fuck me. That’s easy as pie with most guys, but not with you and your damnable self-control. The fact that you picked Angela and not me last night actually aroused me! So my point is that I predict you’ll have no trouble keeping a whole bevy of horny women hot, wet, and very happy with you for a long time. I’ll bet you just made up everything you’ve done to me this morning right on the spot.”
“I did.” He now lay back in a lawn chair so he could pay full attention. He’d put Henrietta in the chair next to his.
“Figures. It sounds like you’re endlessly inventive. On a personal note, I hope to come to this house as often as I can and experience your wicked plans firsthand. But that said, I think you’re smart to try to narrow your focus to your core group. I think you could easily lose most of those cheerleaders and any other girls at school. Who would you rather fuck, one of your home four, or some high school teenybopper who barely even knows what sex is?”
“That’s a no-brainer, Henrietta. It’s just a problem of location. I can’t fuck any of the four at school except for Hui Shan, and not even her because only Sera has the key to the theater room. And it’s nice to go over to Kim’s house and take part in the orgies there. I think they’re going to grow in quality and quantity as times goes on.”
“Well, at school you have Hui Shan and Peggy, assuming things work out with her. You need to get a copy of that key. Obviously it would be too risky for you to even wink at Joanna, unfortunately. But you could still do the others from time to time, except for the issue of sexual diseases and pregnancy, which we’ll have to discuss later. You seem pretty forgetful about those things.”
She paused. “Hey, wait a minute! Do you realize how absurd it is to expect to get fucked at least once during the school day on a regular basis? You really are one lucky bastard.” She gave him a chagrined smile, and he smiled back, a bit abashed.
Henrietta flopped onto her side in an effort to bring some relief to her bound arms. “But Shawn, given that you’re incorrigible, I have a radical idea for your school problem. Instead of running from Sera, make her a regular school fuck. She sounds like a really interesting character, and you both have extremely hot sex with each other, from the sounds of it. She could be your school butt toy. I’m guessing she’d practically kill to be made one, from what you’ve told me about your anal sex with her. Whenever you want to take a break from your classes, just go to that secret room you use and give her ass a nice, full filling of that long, hard, fat, meaty, throbbing, juicy power drill you keep between your legs.”
“Now you’re talking! I like the way you think.” Aroused, Shawn got up and resumed fiddling with Henrietta’s privates. She spread her legs wider to make it easier for him. “The only problem is that I really, really don’t like her. She’s not a good person. I can feel it. She’s going to do something that’ll really fuck my life up, because all she can think of is herself. I can feel it in my bones.”
“That’s probably true, but that’s why she needs you. You have to make her a better person. Give her humility with constant, humiliating assfucks. Everyone here talks about what a great pussy tamer your cock is. Tame her inner bitch through her weak spot, which obviously is her needy ass. I very much doubt any other boys your age have any clue about how to fuck a girl’s ass properly.”
“She’s dangerous, I’m telling you. I’m safer just getting her out of my life.”
Henrietta’s eyelids fluttered and her breathing quickened as Shawn ever so gently teased her G-spot again. “Honey, Sera’s in your life whether you want her to be or not. I know the type. If you try to push her all the way out, that’s when she’s going to go ballistic. If she does something desperate and dangerous, that’s because you threatened to completely stop fucking her. She’s got her claws in you and it’ll get bloody if you try to pull them out. To use another metaphor, sometimes the safest place is in the eye of the storm. You want her on your side.”
She raised an eyebrow as a new idea came to her, then looked at him with increased concern. “You don’t think she might even be in love with you, do you? That would make her doubly dangerous.”
Shawn recalled Sheryl saying how Sera was acting “gushy” and “dreamy” towards him. Those sound like normal signs of love, but Sera? No way. She’s simply not capable of loving anyone but herself. He answered, “Nah. Thank God. What about my idea to pass her on to my friend Sean?”
“Shawn, you’re a special kid. You have some very special fucking talents, especially for someone your age. It’s different with older guys - I’ve met some great fucks, some even better than you. But we’re talking teenagers here. I don’t care if your friend is hung like a horse because you said he’s a complete virgin. No matter how much you teach him in a few weeks, he’s still not going to be your equal. Sure, he might quench her fuck thirst a bit, if he has some talent and the right attitude, but she’s still going to want you as the best fuck in town. I know her type. She gets what she wants and she wants the best, which right now just so happens to be you. So he’s a partial solution at best. I guess you’re just going to have to resign yourself to fucking the head cheerleader and most attractive girl in school.” She laughed. “Sounds like the rough life.”
“Hey. You’re falling for her propaganda too, eh? She’s NOT the most beautiful - she just keeps saying that. Hui Shan and Sis tie for that in my book. I merely called her very beautiful. But anyways, speaking of Sean, it sounds like you’d know just what he needs to impress Sera. You describe Sera so perfectly based on my brief description that I’d swear you must know her already. I was thinking about having some of the other cheerleaders teach Sean how to fuck. In fact, one of them has already started in on that. But you’re right. They’re just girls. They don’t know what they’re doing, kind of like me a couple of months ago. They’re not a good test of Sera’s high standards and unique lusts. I think you should teach Sean with some hands on lessons. What do you think of that?”
“Why, I’d be delighted! You say he’s attractive, and smart, and reasonably well hung from what you can guess. Furthermore, he’s nearly a complete virgin. Sounds like a very fun project to bring along. How long do I get to turn him into a relentless and ruthless anal violator?”
“Things seem to be coming to a head with the Sera situation and the Peggy situation. My ‘Danger, Will Robinson! Danger!’ sensors are blinking red. I think it would be best if maybe you could take him for the weekend and have him ready by Monday.”
“Monday? This kid’s a babe in the woods. I’m glad you told me he has a nasty streak deep down or the whole idea would be hopeless. But still, it takes a lot longer than two days to cultivate one’s inner bad boy. I can try my best, but you’re gonna need further help after that. And I can’t devote my life to this, as much as I might like to. Two intensive days is all I can spare. You’ll have to get him up to my place in L.A., though. If I’m down here, I’m gonna want to spend all my time fucking you and the rest of your lovely group.”
“Hmm. I think we may be able to get some kind of cover story going with that. I’ll have to get Cheese’s expert scheming advice. But thanks for the offer to help. Sera is just far too insatiable right now, and nobody else seems to be giving her the kind of fucking she needs. She needs an alternative or she’s going to, I dunno, kidnap me or something so she can have me 24 hours a day.”
“I agree. But remember I said that Sean alone won’t satisfy her. You will have to come to some kind of understanding with her. So talk to her, soon. You say you can tell she’s up to no good, so why not talk to her today?”
“Maybe I will. But that reminds me. What to do about Peggy, my history teacher? Sera obviously knows about the teach and I, the other cheerleaders know, and Sera knows about me and Sis and could tell that to Peggy. I tell you, the whole situation is about to explode!”
“Your first step is… actually, your first step is you need to untie me.”
“Awww. I don’t think I can do that. You’re so cute when you’re tied up.”
“Shawn, I’m warning you!”
“You’re so cute when you’re mad, too.” He really did think so. Her stern features made her look smolderingly intense when she frowned.
“And you won’t look so cute after I shove both your legs up your ass!”
“Shucks. I was going to untie you, but I like my legs where they are. And I was so close to doing it.”
“Grrr! Well, I might as well get this advice over with. You do need that talk with Sera. Defuse that bomb. Then talk to the other cheerleaders. There’s only three you’re worried about, right?”
“Yeah. Kim, Candice, and Esther. I know Kim pretty well now and I don’t think I have to worry about her talking. She’s been really cool with knowing about me and Sis for a long time now. But Candice and Esther are unknowns. And Sera has another friend named Sheryl that she seems to confide in. So it’s still three.”
“Talk to those three, then. Find out where they’re at and what they want. I don’t know what they want, so I can’t help you there, but cut a deal. Make an arrangement to ensure their silence. I know you’re trying to distance yourself from them, but you should be able using a little fucking as a reward. If this relationship with Peggy is worth keeping then you’ve got to fight for it, and you’d hardly be suffering to fuck those other girls some more. Again, I pity what a rough life you’ve got. Most guys your age would literally kill to have your problems.” Her eyes sparkled with mirth.
“But that still leaves Peggy. Now, Shawn, you said she’s very perceptive and keeps her ear close to the ground. You have to figure that she may figure out your incestuous relationships all by herself, without Sera interfering. You may be great at sexual role plays, but let’s face it, you’re not really a great liar. A good actor in sexual role plays, yes, but you’re too good and honest at heart to tell real lies convincingly. Now, can I take this rope off at least for a while? Please? My arms are really aching. It’s been nearly two hours and it really hurts.”
He deadpanned, “All right, you’ve been through the school of hard knots and learned the ropes. I guess you deserve a break.”
Henrietta groaned, but couldn’t help but smile too. “Now I know why you tie your guests up. That’s so they won’t slap you silly for your bad jokes.”
“I’m sorry, I really am. Are you upset?”
“Yes. A bit.”
“Would you say you’re even… fit to be tied?”
She laughed, despite herself. “Shawn! I thought the Geneva Convention made that kind of joke illegal. Now get me untied already.”
Shawn untied her ropes. To his surprise, she didn’t really slap him for keeping her tied up so long and generally being a cheeky pest. She seemed intent on her analysis, and continued her ideas while rubbing her arms and luxuriously stretching them up to the sky.
“Thank you for that. God, that feels better. … Let’s see. Ah, yes. Peggy. So you need to dull her senses and keep her so preoccupied that she doesn’t pick up on things. Whether by plan or not, you seem to have your whole house that way already. Cheese’s brain is totally out to lunch, she’s so obsessed with you. I’ve never, ever, seen her turn into mental oatmeal like this before. But that still makes her sharp as a tack compared to Vel. I didn’t know your mother before, but I can only assume she wasn’t this constantly sex crazed before.”
“No, she wasn’t. She’s normally fairly smart, though not brilliant like Cheese. And Hui Shan’s not in a sexual fog, she’s just naturally that way. It’s hard to see it at first, but she’s actually pretty smart too. However, she’s also kind of like, I dunno, like in her own time zone or something.”
“I see. In any case, you need to deal with Peggy. I think it’s safe to assume that she already suspects your incestuous relationship, at least with your sister. Think about it. She knows you’re screwing some of the most attractive girls in school, and that you love big tits. Joanna’s tits are only small relative to the likes of Angela’s, and she’s possibly THE most beautiful girl in the whole school. Peggy must have thought about the possibility. She knows about your six times a day treatment, so how plausible is it for your sister or mother to help out with your orgasm needs? I’m sure she can imagine a slippery slope of where a little bit of innocent help could lead, just as it really has. The only thing you have going for you is Joanna’s prudish reputation. Vel’s too, come to think of it. Luckily both reputations seem to be surprisingly intact outside the house, from what you’re telling me. It’s a good thing you all have been smart enough to have them keep wearing the same clothes they did before while outside the house.
“If you’re really serious about Peggy long term, you have to figure that she’s gonna find out about you and your special family bond sooner or later. But you obviously want it to be later, when you’re inseparable, and you want to break it to her gently. In the short term, keep her fully preoccupied until you can sort things out. I suggest the full vibrator treatment.”
“What’s that?”
“You have to keep her cunt stuffed with plastic cock nearly twenty-four hours a day. If she’s always on the edge of a climax, she won’t be worrying about you and incest.”
“But how will I do that? I mean, she has to teach. She takes her teaching role quite seriously. She’ll never agree to it.”
“You just leave it up to me. Actually, now that I think about it, the same strategy might help you with Sera too. If you keep her in a fog… But then again it might backfire and she’d be encouraged in all the wrong ways. I’d have to know more about her to say for sure. I’d love to meet both of these women, but that’s for another day. Right now let’s work on your Peggy vibrator plan. I don’t know if you’re aware, but there’s a growing toy collection in this house, so you have all the tools. There’s some pretty high tech ones here, too. I’m quite impressed that you have a unit in there called the Televibe. It’s perfect for your needs. Do you know about that one?”
“No. I’m completely vibrator ignorant.”
“I’ll teach you how to use it before you go to school. I think you should start on her today.”
“Okay, but I have to go pee. I’ll be back in a second, but then I’m going to tie you up again and play with your pussy some more, because I’ve been neglecting it.”
“Bastard!” But she didn’t demand that he leave her untied.
CHAPTER 9
Shawn did in fact have to go to the bathroom, but there was another reason he went back into the house. Time was passing and it was coming up on seven o’clock, which meant that everyone was up by now and getting ready for the start of school at eight o’clock. Shawn went to the phone and called Hui Shan’s cell phone. When she answered, he gave her some very strange instructions. She readily agreed to follow them right away.
Then he went back to the pool and Henrietta, carrying all the vibrators from the underwear drawer back with him in a big bag. He tied her back up. “You know Henrietta, not only am I beginning to think of you as a great advisor, but I also am starting to picture you with these ropes on. I think we’ll have to tie you up like this for all future visits.”
“Shawn, you’re wasting some good rope. I’m just not naturally into this, though I’ll admit that you’ve got me going for the moment with your clever schemes. I’ll bet there are no neighbors who can see and you’re just yanking my chain. Whereas unlike me, you’ve got some lovely ladies who would take to being tied up like fish to water. I’m thinking of Joanna, Vel, and most especially, Angela. I hardly know Angela, but Christ is she begging for it or what?!”
“We’ll see. Actually, this is just a novelty for me, too. Let’s get back to Peggy. Then I have some other issues to discuss, and we’re running out of time.”
So Henrietta explained her vibrator ideas. A few minutes into it, Shawn interrupted and whispered urgently, “Don’t look now, but someone’s watching you. From the Pestridge house. It’s Cheese’s husband, Eric.”
Henrietta turned her head as casually as she could. Sure enough there was a shadow of a man standing at the only second floor window with a view of the Chen’s pool. But what Henrietta didn’t know was that it was actually Hui Shan, wearing a man’s hat and jacket to make her silhouette look like a man’s.
“Oh God!” Henrietta exclaimed, as her sense of panic mounted. “How can I continue with this, knowing that he’s there?” She turned her head again. “Look. He’s STILL there! Is he going to just stand there and stare at us forever?”
“No. I imagine he’s probably masturbating. We don’t have Miss America-grade professional model quality naked women tied up and hanging out at our pool just any morning of the week.” He laughed as Vel and Cheese’s daily nude sunbathing popped into his mind. “Actually we do, except for the tied up part. I’ll tell you what. You need something to distract you and take your mind off of him watching you. Something just like your plan to deal with Peggy comes to mind. And as a matter of fact, I just happen to have some vibrators right here. What a funny coincidence! Let’s see. Ooh! Mr. Excitement. One of the favorites around here. Twelve inches long and black. Eric’ll be able to see that go up your cunt from all the way over there. We can put the clit stimulator attachment on as well. And, ooh! Here’s a lovely little anal number….”
“Shawn! God damn you! I’ve only begun to describe this vibrator plan, and you’re already using it against me? That is so completely unfair! You are such a clever asshole!”
“Hmm. Could be. That’s another thing I want to discuss: how all these fawning women are slowly turning me into an egotistical, evil asshole. But until that time, Mr. Excitement, meet Henrietta’s pussy. Henrietta’s pussy, meet your new, well-hung, black lover. But please, don’t let me interrupt. You were saying about Peggy and vibrators?”
“Shawn, come ON!” She turned her head and watched who she thought was Eric Pestridge while Shawn inserted the big vibrator. He actually turned Henrietta completely around so the insertion could be done within full view of Hui Shan’s window. Henrietta leaked like a faucet and panted heavily.
She tried to continue with her explanation, but she couldn’t get very far with the vibrator buzzing away in her and the thought of Cheese’s husband watching her. Shawn kept her facing the window so she constantly looked up and saw the silhouette in the same position, rarely moving.
After a couple of minutes, Shawn thought, Two things. One, Hui Shan has to go to school and needs to prepare. She’s a doll doing what I said, but it’s cruel to keep her there at the window forever. Two, I pretty much promised Henrietta a second fuck. Now’s a good time as any, because she’s hopeless at explaining things the way she’s panting right now.
So Shawn took the vibrator out and inserted his penis instead. He had Henrietta bend over and took her doggy style mostly because he’d promised to do that earlier. She started cumming before he really got started and just kept cumming for the rest of the short, intense fuck. About a minute into it, Shawn looked over at his house and saw Vel and Joanna standing at the kitchen window, staring out at them.
“Ooh! Bonus! Look, Henrietta. We have more guests. Hi Sis! Hi Mom!”
She looked over at the Chen house and saw Vel and Joanna standing at their sliding door to the patio, smiling and waving. Their ample tits wobbled and swung back and forth with every wave of their hands. They seemed very mirthful, as if they found Henrietta’s predicament delightful. They also showed no sign of jealousy that Henrietta could see.
Shawn was amused (and of course, aroused) to notice what his sister and mother were wearing. Vel wore panties and a thin shirt several sizes too small. Joanna wore even smaller panties and a smaller and tighter top. They both had dressed to show off their hard nipples. He’d asked them the night before not to wear anything too arousing until his studies were over, and so figured that this was their idea of unarousing. He was further amused to see that Joanna was awkwardly reaching back and groping at Vel’s pussy even while she waved.
As if Henrietta hadn’t been embarrassed enough already, Shawn shouted out, “Hey Sis! Why don’t you come out here and join in the fucking?”
Joanna waved some more but declined the invitation, since she knew he was joking.
Henrietta was far less amused by the whole scene. She hissed quietly, “Shut up! Do you realize what you just said out loud?!? Do you want Eric to hear that? Don’t you think he’d find that odd?” The threat of having everything discovered by Eric only excited her further.
But Shawn didn’t reply to that and just kept fucking. After a while he switched positions and had Henrietta sit in his lap and bounce up and down on his pole. He did that so he could have her face his house, giving his sister and mother a great view. Henrietta cursed him for it, but also loved it.
Finally, when he was all done shooting his load into her, he untied Henrietta and the two of them relaxed on the pool deck. It was reasonably warm so they lay out in the sun and recovered.
“Wow,” he said. “I got some good use out of that rope. By the way, did I mention that the shadow you see up there isn’t really Mr. Pestridge?” He reached into the bag full of vibrators and pulled out a cell phone. He dialed a number. “Hi. Hui Shan? … How you doing? … Thanks again for doing the big favor. Henrietta got a kick out of it. Give us a kiss and a wave.”
Henrietta watched full of chagrin as she saw Hui Shan wave from the window. Then Henrietta turned to Shawn. “You evil little bastard! You really are a bastard this time. You had me going! I mean, Cheese’s husband! I was worried for her. You!” She turned and slapped him on the cheek and then launched a tickle attack. Shawn fought back until they both called a truce and had to rest from all the laughter.
“God, I love it here,” Henrietta said aloud. “You really know how to have a good time and spread the joy. No wonder all the women flock to you. Speaking of which, let’s take care of this Peggy situation. Let me finish explaining before you have to eat and shower. What a bizarre morning!”
“You think this is bizarre? What, you think fucking a naked and tied up beauty in my own back yard while my girlfriend watches from one window and my mother and sister watch from another qualifies as bizarre? This brings me to another issue. I hesitate to call these ‘problems’ because they don’t compare to people with real problems, but damn, my life is beyond bizarre. I’m having a hard time dealing with just, all the totally surreal bizarreness I experience every day. My life used to be so completely nerdy and normal.”
Henrietta replied, “Unfortunately that and the other issues will have to wait for another day. You’ve got to get ready, and I’ll be gone by the time you get back from school. But don’t worry, I’ll be back here soon enough or you can come visit my place. Plus there’s the phone and e-mail. We need to arrange this whole Sean weekend on the phone anyways.”
So Henrietta finally finished her vibrator explanation. Then she and Shawn went inside to eat breakfast.
CHAPTER 10
In order for Shawn to put his plans for Peggy into immediate effect he needed to get to school early. As soon as he sat down, he said to Vel and Joanna, “I’ve got bad news. I know I’m beginning to sound like a broken record, but I really need to take it easy. We’ve really got to rush here because I have to get school at least ten minutes early, preferably fifteen. And then I’m going to have to lay off the sex when I get home due to my pile of homework.” He looked right at Joanna and said sadly, “I’ll even have to skip my S-Club meeting this afternoon.” He expected her to pass that message on to Kim later in the day. She nodded in understanding.
Vel brought bowls of cereal for Shawn and Henrietta who were sitting at the dining room table. “Why don’t you two get started, then. Tiger, how was your morning fuck? Did you give your big, thick, juicy dick to Henrietta like I expect you’re gonna give it to me?” She smiled benignly. From her tone and demeanor one might have guessed she’d asked him if he had a nice walk instead.
Shawn responded, “It was great, and I almost gave her my all, but I didn’t give Henrietta my complete 100%. I’m saving that just for you.”
Vel walked back to the kitchen beaming. “Awww. What a nice boy.”
He quickly added, to his family members, “And don’t either of you ask Henrietta about the fuck. Mom, if I know you at all, you’re going to want to vicariously experience our fuck by having Henrietta describe it in graphic detail. But save that for later, after I’m gone. I’ve got to hurry.” He dived into his cereal.
Vel pouted. “Shucks.” She resumed cooking.
Henrietta just smirked and then dug into her Honey Nut Cheerios.
Joanna sat on a stool by the kitchen counter. She held the day’s newspaper in her hands and asked, “Big Church Steeple Brother, you’re probably too busy to read the paper this morning, but what if I read it to you?”
“That sounds all right,” he said while stuffing his face with another spoonful of cereal.
“Let’s see what we have here.” She ostentatiously fluffed the paper. “Here’s an interesting one, a local boy makes good type story.” A change of tone indicated she was reading the headline. “Area Teen Sets New Daily Orgasm Record.”
“Sis, come on! Get serious. As if there’d be an article about me in there.”
“Oooh! Look who’s all full of himself. I’ll have you know it’s not about you at all. Looks like you have some competition. Wow. Ten climaxes in one day. I guess you’ll have to fuck us all more often to keep up.”
“Yeah, right. As if more fucking is humanly possible. What’s his supposed name?”
“Hmm. Let’s see here. Ah. ‘Ivor Biggun.’”
Henrietta and Vel laughed while Shawn just groaned.
“Come on, Little Puffy Sheathed Sis. Get serious. Read the front page.”
“Okay, here’s a front page headline. ‘State Supreme Court Strikes Down Incest Prohibition.’ Wow! This is awesome! It says here that a California law prohibiting sex between siblings has been struck down as a violation of the right to privacy. However, and I quote, “This provision will only remain valid for those who prove their seriousness and dedication to this serious breach of traditional mores. Brothers must fuck their sisters at least once a day to retain this legal exemption. Furthermore, the twice daily fucks, preferably twice at the very least, must be deep, hard, and intense, and give the sister lots of wonderful orgasms.’ Unquote. That’s according to Supreme Court spokesman Dick C. Normus.”
Shawn laughed with the others, but he said, “All right. That’s it. No more newspaper reading allowed. Now let’s finish our food and get out of here.”
“Wait! But I haven’t even told you about the gripping courtroom testimony of one Ms. E. Norma Snockers who convinced the judges that she suffered severe emotional and physical distress when her brother didn’t fuck her at least three times a day!”
Shawn got up and ripped the paper from his sister’s hands while everyone else laughed. He tossed it on the counter and went back to his cereal.
Vel chided, “Angel dear, let’s focus so our well hung lover here can get to school early. And whatever happened to your top? Put it back on so he can concentrate.” She added with great eagerness, “Now, as for your story, I know it’s imaginary, but does it have anything in there about sons fucking their needy, loving mommies?”
“No, Mom. It only says that good mommies should allow their sons and daughters to fuck each other… finally! As for my top, Henrietta, did you know that there’s a little thieving gremlin living in our house? He especially likes to steal women’s tops so he can ogle their tits. Of course you can guess what his name is.”
Henrietta couldn’t stop grinning. “No. What?”
“Seymour Juggs.”
But despite all the fun, they did manage to get ready quickly without any serious sexual play. Vel in particular was very disappointed that she couldn’t even so much as watch a handjob, much less give one herself. Her sexy morning rituals with Shawn were an expected daily highlight for her now.
Vel drove Shawn and Joanna to school, getting there a good fifteen minutes early. No sooner did Shawn get out of the car when his friend Sean came rushing up to him.
“Whoa! Dude! Fuckin’ A, man, fuckin’ A!” Sean was beaming and excited.
Shawn immediately grabbed him and steered him away from the other students streaming to their classes. While they walked, Shawn said, “Pretty good, eh? How does it feel to be an ex-virgin?”
“Damn, it feels good!” Suddenly he stopped. “Let me shake your hand. If you weren’t a guy, I’d hug you and kiss you.”
They shook hands vigorously, and both sported big shit-eating grins.
“Kim’s pretty good, isn’t she,” said Shawn, as his friend nearly shook his hand off.
“Damn straight! Fuckin’ A! Greatest thing in my life! I’m gonna fuckin’ name my first born after you, man! What can I say? ‘Thank you’ just doesn’t cut it. I’m totally gonna pay you back with some really good deed, though I can’t imagine what could compare.”
“Don’t worry about it. Just remember, not a word to anyone, okay? If you wanna let your feelings out about how great it was, talk to me.”
“If being quiet means I might get a second chance with her, I’ll never speak to anyone about anything ever again for the rest of my entire life!”
Shawn smiled even more, happy for his friend. “No need to go that far. You’re on the fast track to sexual discovery, and time is of the essence. I’m gonna talk to Kim and see if we can’t get you a repeat performance this afternoon.”
“THIS AFTERNOON? COOL!”
“Ssshh! Keep it down, man.” Shawn resumed walking away to a safer, more remote spot, and Sean followed. “This is not exactly a normal conversation we’re having here.”
“So, Shawn. Kim told me some things that you said were okay for her to tell me. Man, I can’t believe it! Everything you said is true! No wonder we never see you any more. If I had a chance to fuck gorgeous babes all day long, I don’t think you’d ever see me again either.”
Shawn smiled. He was glad to see that Sean had a healthy libido. Part of him had worried that Sean would rather watch Farscape or South Park on TV than spend all his time fucking. “Dude, I hate to boast, but you don’t even know the half of it. Not even a fraction. If you could only know what I did in the last twelve hours or so, it would completely destroy your mind.”
Sean grabbed him by the shoulder and asked him conspiratorially, “Did you do two girls at once? That’s like a super huge fantasy of mine.”
“Only all the time! This is the life, I’m telling you, and you’re gonna experience all kinds of things. All you have to do is not say a word to anyone and I’ll officially make you my apprentice.”
Sean said gleefully in a Yoda voice, “Always two there are - the master and the apprentice.” He and Shawn were big Star Wars fans too.
Shawn chuckled. “Yes, my young padawan, but we’ve got to work on your lightsaber techniques, and I’m talking about the one between your legs. We’ve got to train you for Sera.”
Sean suddenly frowned at the mention of Sera.
Shawn didn’t expect a frown and it brought him up short. “What?”
“Well, I mean, it’s great with you wanting to set me up with Sera and all, but if everything you say is true, then that means that you and Sera really did… I mean, you two… you…”
“Fucked. Yes, we fucked. Deal with it. Sean, look. I know you adore Sera, but I have to pop your bubble a bit. She’s a total slut, okay? She’s slept with half the football team, and I don’t mean that metaphorically. Get used to it. You’re going to have to get used to all kinds of things in very short order. I have a huge weekend planned for you. Clear the decks, because you’re going to be a non-stop fucking machine all weekend long.”
“No way. How is all this possible?”
“Sean, I have a theory. I’ve learned that life isn’t fair. Just as the rich get richer, and the powerful get even more powerful, it’s the guys with all the women who get even more. Somehow I’ve fallen into the lucky crowd. I’m having so much great sex that I don’t know if I’m coming or going. It feeds on itself. Once you’ve proven yourself as a steady source of orgasms, that you’re not psycho, and, most importantly, you don’t blab, it’s incredible how many women will want to fuck you. Now you’re moving into the ‘in’ crowd. If you can show yourself to be talented and able to deal, you’ll find that the sky’s the limit.” He thought about explaining that he’d just gotten a brand new sex slave to help illustrate that there really was no limit on what could happen, but then decided that wasn’t prudent, even if he didn’t mention Angela by name. “The key is to remember that women want a confident guy. Act like you’re in charge and know what you’re doing, even if you don’t.”
“Oh, man. It’s tough. I am so not there yet. Kim had to be really patient with me yesterday. But she said I got a lot better by the end.”
“No worries. I know more than you realize. I talked to her on the phone after you left her house.” Shawn was glad to learn that Kim felt Sean had a lot of potential, even if he was all fingers and thumbs his first time. Kim didn’t want a boyfriend, just a good fuck, and Sean at least helped her to two climaxes. “That’s why we’re training you step by step. Once you get into some kind of Don Juan zone, the women pick up on the vibe, and you literally have to fight them off.”
“Whoa. Hey! Lately all these good looking girls have been coming up to you, acting all flirtatious. That’s another thing that’s been weird about you lately. We were starting to think you were gay, with you turning them all down. Are you saying that, in fact, you’re really secretly doing all of them?”
“No. Pretty much none of them. I tend to go for the older, more sexually experienced woman. In fact, I want to hook you up with one of those over the weekend. She’s a perfect ten, and a part time soft porn star. She lives in L.A., so think of an excuse that’ll get your parents to allow you to go away for the whole weekend.”
“A porn star? Dude! This is so fucking unbelievable! Despite everything that’s turned out true, you gotta be putting me on about this. No way!”
Shawn smiled a wry smile. “Welcome to my life. Not a day goes by where I don’t think the words ‘bizarre’ and ‘unbelievable,’ over and over. You’re going to love it. I do. The only thing is that I just get so tired and weary, and I’m failing half my classes. Let me tell you a secret, and if you even THINK about telling anyone, I’ll kill you. I’m trusting you so much here, with all of this.”
Sean nodded.
He leaned in close and whispered, “I have a whole harem of beautiful women at my disposal. Almost a dozen women, ready and willing to fuck me at any time, in any combination. Soon you’re gonna see what some of that is like if you keep doing what I say and keep your mouth shut. I’m not going to let you fuck most of them as I feel quite protective towards them, and I don’t even want you to know who most of them are. But you’ll develop a little harem of your own, if that’s what you want. Think of the cheerleaders Kim, Candice, and Esther. Maybe even Sera’ll be in it.” He pulled back with a conspiratorial wink to see his friend’s reaction.
Sean stared at Shawn with his mouth practically hanging open. He imagined the four cheerleaders mentioned all naked on one bed, beckoning him to join them. “Shit, man! No way! … No fuckin’ bleeding way! But Sera is the only one I could ever love. Although…”
Shawn smiled to himself because he could already see the same dark forces working Sean that had worked on him. His loyalty to Sera lasts about two seconds once he sees the possibility of sex with lots of other girls too. I guess that’s just how most males are. But I’m going to protect Sean from taking things too far, like they’ve gone with me. I’m trying to stave off the asshole factor, but can he fight that evil urge without the likes of Hui Shan for sanity support? I don’t think so.
Sean asked him urgently, “How am I going to make it through my classes today, thinking about that? Not to mention Kim waiting for me after school! Jesus Christ!”
“Like I said, welcome to my life. I can’t think about anything but sex any more.” He walked off with a happy smile, while Sean just stood there and stared at his friend in total amazement. Shawn felt really good to let another person know some of what was happening to him, and to share some of the sexual joy with another guy. He had a good feeling that his friend wouldn’t tell anyone anything, and that things would work out for Sean. He pulled a watch out of his pocket and saw that he still had ten minutes to spend with Peggy if he hurried to her classroom.
As Shawn approached Peggy’s classroom, he thought, Sean will probably never know the full extent of everything I do. It’s just too strange to believe, not to mention the dangers of telling him. Like right now. What would he think if he knew my backpack contained a large and varied vibrator collection that I plan to use on my hot and sexy history teacher to keep her on sexual overload all day long?