Episode 36 - Pumping Station Visit free porn video

Usual Health Warning
This entire story is pure fantasy. The author has no wish to promote und*r-age sex; but if that does appeal, then restricting your urges to your own ch1ldren has merit for the wider society.
This story does contain (hopefully) fairly graphic scenes of fami1y intercourse and machine-masturbation, so please do not read if easily offended.

This story is set at the Victorian Pumping Station on the outskirts of Leicester. It’s a little boy’s dream – all solid heavy metal, hot pistons f0rcing into massive cylinders. Cast iron staircases where you can look straight up girls skirts (if you were that way inclined). It’s a museum and they run the huge steam engine on some summer weekends – you should try to get there.
Robbie
This is my story – I'm fed up with the author always pretending to be a girl – he's really a (dirty) old man, so is unlikely to remember what its like being a nearly 13 boy.
I live with my Mum Kate, Dad Dave and horrid little s1ster Ellie – she is a couple of years younger than me. Mum caught me flipping through photos of naked young boys yesterday. It was so embarrassing, she must have crept up behind the sofa and just leaned over, resting her boobs on my shoulder. I could hardly hide the woody erupting from my shorts; she just took a firm hold and took over wanking me, like everything was fine.

“That’s James, isn’t it?” she cooed “I can see why you like him” admiring his erection pressed back up against his flat stomach. The next few photos showed off his cute arse. Did I dare show her the last picture?
“It’s OK to be gay at your age”. The tone of her voice changed, as she gripped my cock: “Just how far have you two gone”? The next photo showed us kissing and his hand down the front of my school trousers. “Oh, I see” she wanked a little harder.

“His cock tastes amazing Mum; I’d love to swallow his stuff”.
“You mean like this, baby”?

I closed my eyes as Mum knelt between my feet and took my entire cock to the back of her throat in one go; she has an awesome suck. With both her hand and mine wanking, it wasn’t long before I erupted. She held on, swallowing and milking every last drop of sticky white sperm. Eventually it subsided and she flopped it back into Ellie's pink panties.

Mum sat down beside me, still stroking up and down my thigh: “Let’s see, any more photos”?

I carried on flipping through pictures of hard cocks and tight boy arses. Suddenly I went stiff again and Mum went: “Whoa, go back one. I’m sure I recognise that little pale pink arse”.
She f*rced me to explain why a gay boy should have a nude picture of his s1ster on his phone. Ellie was laying face down, legs spread wide, one hand covering her pussy; her dark bum-hole clearly visible, smiling back at Dad, the photographer.

Mum: “Do you want her? It’s a perfect little arse for fucking. All tight and smooth and juicy. You could practice your technique, before James finds out you’re a virgin”
I stammered: “I don’t want to hurt her; and I can’t touch the soft squidgy bit between her legs, that would be too awful. Would she scream? I couldn’t stand that”.

Mum: “Here, give me your hand".

She pushed it down between her thighs, without missing a beat "Its fine; you stroke my pussy, I'll suck your cock. You can close your eyes if you like. Just lie back and think of that lovely tight arse waiting for you. Did you know Dad has her every Sunday morning? I sometimes have to stuff a tit in her mouth to muffle the screams. But she loves it; riding your Dad’s cock, deep in her arse. Just a finger-full of moisturising cream between the cheeks and he’s in; ploughing her tight hole”.
“Oh Mum, could I really? I know you always wanted two bi-babies. So Ellie is already there, adoring her girlfriend Kit and taking Dad up her arse. I’ve got three fingers inside your cunt while dreaming of a session with both James and Ellie”.

Mum reluctantly pulled my fingers out, licked off all her juices and shoved them back in, deeper this time: “Yes baby, rub her right there; up a bit – that bumpy bit at the top. You can have Ellie anyway you want; lying flat or on her hands and knees. I can hold her knees together if you don’t want to see pussy – she loves that position with Dad – really makes her squeal”.

I glanced across at Mum – eyes closed, leaning back, she had her tits out and a firm grip on each nipple. I increased the attack on her cunt – fingers bunched together, really fisting her, just like in the videos. Could I manage to get my cock between those bulging boobs? Perhaps it would feel like an arse? Mum loved it – really jacking me off – rolling her soft flesh into a deep groove and licking my tip whenever it surfaced.
I briefly thought ‘Sorry James’ as she took me over the top, swallowing another mouthful of red-hot sticky sperm.

In the Car
I must have dozed off again, because I was suddenly wide awake in the back seat with Ellie taking up most of the room again. There are supposed to be three seats in the back, and we always leave the centre seat empty for games and phones and stuff. But no, not today. She was sat in the middle seat, knees drawn up to her skinny chest, short skirt hardly covering her arse. And she was wearing that bright red thong, with the ‘jpc’ logo just above her clit. I guess I had borrowed her last clean pair of panties, and she was only left with these horrid thongs. The string bit deep into her arse-crack, but she didn’t seem to mind. Then I noticed Dad staring into the rear-view mirror; he must have angled it to see right up Ellie’s skirt, he was grinning like an idiot.

Me: “Dad, watch out! That lorry is very close!”
Dad: “Sorry s0n; I was watching your s1ster’s pretty little arse – you should take a look – it’s really rather tasty”.

I casually slid one hand down the nearest bare thigh and under a cool buttock; Ellie squirmed a bit, but kept playing with her phone. My thumb naturally came to rest against her pussy – she must have a furnace inside that thong – I could feel the heat pouring out of her. A slow circular rubbing, Mum had said. That should get the little bitch’s attention. But no, she kept on uploading photos of her cunt, adding short descriptions of how much she wanted her Dad.

“Can I have a look?”

She just moved the closest foot from the edge of the seat under her bum into my lap, squirming it around my erection until she was comfortable. I took full advantage of the improved access to her cunt and slipped a finger inside her thong. Not sure why I had expected it to be soft and wet like Mum’s; this pussy was still firm and dry. Best of all – she let me stroke it. Obviously not as much as she let Dad, from those photos – she held pussy open with both hands and you could clearly see his tongue lapping up the juice trickling out.

At his point Mum looked up from sucking Dad’s cock (amazing he could still drive) and insisted that Ellie didn’t upload that one, because any of her friends could recognise Dad – perhaps use the one where Ellie is sitting on his face instead.

"Down on your knees, panty-boy; you need to kiss my arse".
I didn't need telling twice; I unclipped her red thong and buried my nose between her taut young buttocks.
The flesh at the top of her thighs was so smooth and smelled slightly of… what was that smell? Wax?
“Have you been playing around with my cock candle again?”

Bikini Wax
“No, you idiot. It’s called a bikini wax, panty-boy. All the girls in my class are getting it done. I do it just for Dad really. He hates a hairy cunt – says it gets stuck in his teeth. What? I can’t hear you. Stop mumbling in my arse and get your tongue in it. No, it didn’t hurt. Mum said I hardly screamed at all".

I tried to ask who had done it.

Ellie: "What? Yes of course Mum was there – her girlfriend does the waxing. She covers a patch of skin in wax, sticks on a strip thingy then rips it off. It does sting. After every wax strip she kisses the skin better. All over the inside of my thighs – yes, just there; and down the sides of my cunt. What? Yes, she did wear white cotton lesbian dungarees, and no underwear. Yes of course I saw her breasts inside; they are really pert and tanned – nice big nipples – just like Mum's".

I was getting pretty turned on by now – kissing up the inside of her thighs and then under her hot bottom. Perhaps it was working – Ellie stretched and opened her legs a little wider.

"She showed me how to masturbate with both hands, just like a porn star – just like this. Look I hold my lips apart with these two fingers, then I use my other hand to spread the juice around and rub my clitoris. It feels awesome – just rub around and around – pussy gets so wet. Then she slipped on a pair of latex gloves and pushed two fingers into me – one in each hole. Just like when Uncle Mike measured my C-to-A".

I just managed to utter "See-tway?" before she shoved my head down from her pussy to her arse again, and held it there.

"Cunt to Arse Distance, stupid. To make sure his early model masturbator fitted properly. He said I was really tight, so I should have a wonderful DP time. Perhaps you and James could double-fuck me (when you're old enough) ha ha. He said you'd be able to feel James' cock inside me.
I really had no idea what she was talking about – my knowledge of female anatomy being a bit simple, so changed the subject: "Did she masturbate you?"

"Yup - I did scream, when she plunged both fingers in. Then it all came streaming out – all over her chest. She was suddenly dripping wet. She loved making me climax".

"So what happened next – did she suck it all up"?

"Shut up and listen – she just dropped the straps of her dungarees – her wet tits were divine – she rubbed them against my feet – then she licked me down there and made me squirt again."

"Did she make Mum cum too"?

Ellie: "You want to know if they let me watch them fucking afterwards? Don’t be disgusting – you pervert. That’s all you blokes think about – watching two beautiful naked women making love. No, they sent me out in the garden with a lemonade and a dirty magazine; I just caught one glimpse of them tribbing – must remember to try that position with Kit. No you can’t watch”.

"Anal, I said, not Cuntal. Get licking around the back. I want you to kiss my arse, panty-boy".

View from the Next Car
I hadn’t noticed the traffic jam up ahead; both lanes of the road ground to a halt, we just sat in the queue getting hotter and hotter. Ellie must have wound down the window, because there in the car next to ours was a pretty young girl. I guess she was around six; chatting away to her Dad driving and leaning out of the window to see what we were doing.

“Daddy, look at those two on the back seat. She’s just taken her tee-shirt off (liking the look of Ellie’s tits) and I can see her bright red bra”.

Her Dad said “That’s a bikini top, baby. Just two tiny triangles of red fabric covering her pretty breasts; I guess it matches her thong”.

“Daddy there’s writing on it. I can’t see it properly; can you move our car forward a bit? Ah that’s better; it says ‘Junior Porn Club’. What’s that Daddy? Is it that ch1ldren’s club for making porn videos; like that one stored on your smart-phone? I only watched the introduction; it was pretty explicit – boys and girls making love in a swimming pool. It said all the film crew and the Director and Actors were ch1ldren, so there’s no exploitation. I don’t really understand that; but it looked great fun”.

Her Dad, slipping one hand down the front of her shorts, to join her fingers already rubbing hard: “You’re still a bit young for that darling; perhaps I’ll explain when we get home”. He slowed down her frantic rubbing “Slowly babe, nice big circles, like this”.

“Daddy, oh now there’s a boy’s head up her skirt. He’s eating her front bottom. Poor boy – he must really hate that”. Silence for a few seconds, then: “Daddy she seems to be enjoying it. She keeps holding his ears. Oh, now she is rubbing herself. That’s disgusting; I can see her fingers inside her vagina, and now I can see his tongue in there too.Oh, now she's pushing his head down. He is licking her bottom. Oh Daddy, that is so wrong” Then: "Daddy do you ever do that to Mummy? I think it looks so cool – his pointy tongue all around her bum-hole. It must feel awesome. Daddy would you kiss my bottom"?

Just then Dad had to pull his hand out of her shorts to change gear, then gets a chance to look over: “Can you hear her moaning? Look she’s letting him up to kiss her pussy - sorry babe – her vagina, and she’s loving it. Whoa – did you see that, babe? She came in his mouth. Can you see him swallowing? Trying to gulp down all that pee – sorry babe – um, squirt. Look it’s dribbling down his chin, and now he’s going to kiss her tummy”.

"Daddy, please put your hand back. Look I've taken my shorts and panties off so there's more room. Now you can reach all of my vagina – I call her pussy. Do you like her? Do you want to rub my pussy until she wets herself like that girl in the car? Oh Daddy, that feels lovely; you're making my tummy feel all wobbly inside. Can I see your cock now, Daddy? I really want to hold it and stroke it, just like those pretty ladies in your videos do. Will you make the white stuff for me? I know that's what makes babies. Will you give me a baby when we get home"?

Just then the queue cleared a bit and we moved ahead of their car; we never saw them again – shame really. Ellie demanded I wipe my chin before kissing her properly. I untied her red bikini top and patted my face dry of her pee. We kissed – her sitting, me kneeling between her thighs. Ellie wrapped her long legs around my hips – my cock sticking out of her pink kitten panties nuzzling against her arse. It slipped in pretty easily; she didn’t yell. Mum carried on filming. Ellie went very quiet, rubbing her hard clitoris until I came deep in her arse. I don't think she came; it's so difficult to tell with girls. She felt way better than James; she let me in so much deeper – perhaps we were both becomg bi-babes for Mum. Then we arrived at the Pumping Station and had to get dressed again – Ellie let me wear her red thong – she went commando under her short skirt.

Notes for New Readers
For those perverts who haven’t read the author's earlier stories, I need to explain the Ami twins. They were born Amy and Amilie Jones; absolutely identical twins. Shoulder-length dark shiny hair, large dark eyes and the darkest crinkly nipples you could ever wish to feast upon. I guess they were inspired by Little Lupe (before the dreadful boob job).Their Spanish mother left when they were very young, and Bob, their Dad was left to bring them up as best he could. Nobody could tell them apart – boyfriends, girlfriends (they are completely bi-sexual) or relatives, just by looking or kissing or stroking or talking. Bob simply called them both ‘Ami’ to avoid confusion, but one day just after their fifth birthdays he did discover how to tell them apart. Each Ami offered him a finger-full of her own pussy juice. Both were like syrup, but one was sweet – like nectarines or peaches: he nicknamed her Sweet-Ami; the other tasted like olives: she became Tangy-Ami.

Pumping Station
The first time I saw the Ami twins they were climbing the steep iron staircase at the pumping station. From the bottom of the stairs all I could see was their tight flesh-coloured leggings, disappearing up into very short pleated skirts that kicked out as they moved. If I had looked above waist level I might have noticed that the leggings were actually a complete cat-suit, split right down the front, from plunging neckline to crotch and beyond. I couldn't take my eyes off their taut buttocks sliding into view on each step.
I thought I saw bare pussy at one point; there was certainly no sign of panties or a thong. The next time I set eyes on the gorgeous pair, they had removed the skirts and tiny tops. It was clear that this was no ordinary cat-suit. The reason it appeared flesh-coloured is because it was 99% flesh, covered in very fine mesh fish-net. The whole garment was made of very fine flexible silver-colour wire, with a tiny blue LED at each intersection. What appeared to be a belt was actually a waistband of batteries to power the LEDs and body-monitors. The LEDs pulsed in waves across their bodies, radiating outwards from each erogenous zone. The open front of the cat suit was held together by a clasp just below the bust, creating a perfectly-shaped tiny cleavage and another larger one centred above the clitoris.
I watched Tangy-Ami squirm when she pushed the button making it seek out her sex and rotate rapidly.
The central split ended in a keyhole-shape opening between their buttocks, the circle large enough to insert the bright red jelly anal plug that Sweet loved to play with. Of course Uncle Mike couldn’t resist attaching a tail to the cat-suits – it sprouted from just above the butt hole, and was long enough to reach the floor. Naturally, it too reacted to its wearer’s state of arousal – gently curling around a thigh at rest; covering their exposed genitals or standing straight up when the wearer was climaxing. At one point the twins stood very close face-to-face, nipples and hips touching, kissing gently, hands exploring each other's favourite hidden places. Sweet-Ami's tail looped upwards between their open thighs, the vibrating tip seeking out her twin's backside – the buzzing increasing as it massaged her arse internally. On encountering Sweet-Ami's arse already filled by the jelly plug, the tip of Tangy's tail straightened out into a thin vibrator and thrust upwards into delicious soft, wet pussy. Sweet moaned into Tangy's shoulder as the vibrating tail took her pussy to the very edge of her next orgasm. Tangy popped open the clasp between her s1ster's breasts: the cat-suit peeled back, revealing her gorgeous soft B-cup flesh topped by dark crinkly nipples. Tangy knew all it took was a quick fumble and her twin would be cumming in her hands. Sweet looked into her dark eyes, imploring her for release – they could both take any amount of mechanical masturbation – but only the feel of a lover could trigger the climax they both needed. Both cat suits were pulsing deep blue all over as Sweet had to support Tangy through her climax, the tails going completely rigid.

"Ok that was a nice starter, I just fancy a big fat juicy cock, balls deep up my arse. So how do we get a real shagging around here? " Tangy asked looking towards Uncle Mike smiling in the control booth.

"Sorry girls, only machine-fucking today. No real cock for you little angels. I need to calibrate these new sex-sensors".

"I just hope he'll be gentle with us" laughed Sweet, crossing her legs "remember last time, when I couldn't stand up for 3 days".

The pleasure-seeking algorithm in the tail processors captured a mass of sensory data from high up in both girl's bodies, ready to relay to Uncle Mike's orgasm analysis suite.

Now
"It's OK sir, we know you're not an anal virgin".

"How....?" I trailed off, intent on watching the twins' buttocks wobbling.

"Your s1ster mentioned the carrot incident. Of course she didn't believe you slipped on the vegetable rack"

“You’ve had my little s1ster in here?”

“Oh yes sir, Ellie was a very appreciative client. She never stopped talking until we put the anal probe in her. Then she screamed through the first two orgasms”.

“But she’s very young, if you know what I mean” said Robert.

“Don’t worry Sir, she's still a virgin, we are very careful with young girls pussies. Just a light rubbing around the clitoris; no penetration. She made it very clear she is saving herself for her Dad in a year or two. Then perhaps she will let you have a go. Of course we did get your mother’s permission before letting her ride the fucking machine”.

“My mother?! You’ve had my mother in here too?”

“Oh yes sir, absolutely necessary. She really enjoyed it, tried out the dual-fucker for us. She said you’ve been cumming on her breasts this afternoon, naughty boy. She thought you might enjoy an anal session in here; her fingers aren’t long enough”.

Before
Robert watched as two young identically dressed teenagers climbed the iron stairs. Their four exquisite buttocks trembled slightly in unison, holding my gaze to the very top.

I hardly noticed their bare backs until they reached the top step and turned face to face. The twins kissed, holding hands, their nipples just touching. Now I could see the underside of the perfect breasts inside their catsuits. I bounded up the iron stairs, hoping to see more nipples, but they were playing much harder to get and turned away giggling.

I waiting a few moments at the top of the stairs to avoid being spotted, and then turned the corner, hoping to watch them kissing again. They had gone; nowhere to be seen. I hesitantly approached the only door in the corridor; it was marked 'Steam Room'. A large drive shaft ran down the length of the corridor at floor level and turned through the wall. I eased open the door, and looked in. The bare room was hot and steamy and smelt of ... What was that delicious smell? It was pure sex; a perfect cunt-lapping scent filled my nostrils; my erection already straining inside the tight shorts.

A pair of curved doors slid open in the far wall, inviting me to step inside. An automated voice asked me to stand with one foot on each foot-shaped panel. I hardly noticed the doors behind slide closed as small red lights flashed all around. The friendly voice advised that the machine was assessing my height, age and gender.

“Just slip your shoes and socks off, young sir. That’s it, now hang your trousers up on that hook – you won’t be needing them for the show. Oh I say sir, you appear to be wearing your young s1ster’s panties – I love the little kittens straining to hold in your erection. I think you’d better take those off too; they seem a little stained – perhaps some of your semen, sir? Just pop them in the clothes chute and we’ll have them all clean and soft again in no time”.

I had hardly noticed the back door of the cubicle advancing and now pressing against bare bottom – it felt warm and soft – just like Mum’s hands when she used to dry me after a bath. Looking down I realised that my feet were stuck in some way to the floor and they were being pulled apart. I had to lean forward to maintain balance – face against an opening panel and hip bones pressing against a padded bar. A mechanical hand emerged between my legs to cradle my balls and stroke up the rigid shaft. What I failed to notice was the ultra-thin anal finger inspecting my backside to check if I was suitable for the fucking machine.

A small panel at eye level slid open, allowing a limited view of the Steam Room; I inhaled more of the delicious cuntal odours. By standing on tip-toe I could just see the lower half of two naked twins on the two visible cast iron tables. Both were bottom up, legs spread, inviting the steam-powered dildos. The Steam Room had four iron bed frames, side by side all brightly painted – grey leather panels to lay on, manacles to hold legs apart. Laying on a bed the girl couldn't see the bright red iron flywheel between her feet, a miniature version of the giant wheel on the pumping engine outside. The flywheel was driven by a complicated series of shafts and cogs so it rotated at exactly the same speed as the main wheel. A drive shaft from the wheel drove a reciprocating plunger straight between the legs of each bed. A fat silver dildo attached to each plunger completed the fucking machine.

Each table had a big brass lever on one side marked 'C', 'A' and 'B' to control the insertion type. On Table 1 Sweet-Ami had selected the 'Cuntal' position, and a huge black dildo was pistoning in and out of her snatch. On table 2 Tangy-Ami was trying the 'Anal', then slid the lever forward to the 'Both' position. A deep automated voice advised that the dual fucking was still experimental and asked if she was really ready.

Tangy laughed and shouted "Bring it on". Two metallic silver probes entered her body and started to vibrate – the cuntal one thrashing from side to side designed to keep stimulating her g-spot. The anal dildo changed shape in front of my eyes – one moment is was long and thin, the next short and fat, then it developed a series of wide shapely bumps; pushing them deep into Tangy's backside. Both probes were slick with a stream of lubricant pumped through holes at the tip, and her own natural juices.

Tangy writhed under the dual onslaught, alternating between shutting her thighs tight to limit their depth and flinging her knees wide letting the dildos slide right up her. Tangy was moaning, not making much sense, except for the occasional word 'Fuck' and 'You Bastard'.

A padded panel across the middle of Sweet's bed rose silently a few inches, lifting her hips, the top and bottom panels dropped lowering her head and feet. This f0rced Ami to rest onto her elbows and knees, bringing her moist bottom perfectly into my line of sight. Her thighs and bottom flexed under the dual dildo insertion, quivering slightly on each thrust. I tore my eyes away from her quivering buttocks for a moment to see she had lifted up onto her elbows, so her tiny soft breasts swung free of the bed. Sweat dripped from each rock hard crinkly nipple into a puddle on the bed. Sweet moaned, swinging her head from side to side – her breasts swivelled into view and away.
Tangy experimented with the depth control level – just nudging it slightly and then pulling back to send the pair of dildos oscillating into her hot depths. Then her bed started slowly revolving her entire body – onto her side and then fully onto her back – the anal and cuntal dildos staying precisely aligned with their holes.
Her manacled legs slowly lifted into the air and spread wide – the dildos penetrated her body an extra 2 inches. She screamed and sweat poured out of every pore, drenching the bed and lubricating the slick shiny dildos pistoning in and out of her young body.
I couldn't believe my luck on getting a grandstand view of this extreme machine fucking: one Ami face-up legs spread, one face-down on hands and knees; my own cock held firmly between mechanical fingers (and that strange finger up my arse).

Ellie's Session
A giant Victorian steam engine in brilliant colours filled the room with heat and sound and action. Ellie was fascinated by a huge shiny piston sliding in and out of a cylinder amid oil and steam and sweat. She stood right up to the railings, trying to rub her little slit against the vibrating metal. “Up” she demanded of Daddy standing behind her, watching her taut little backside in a pair of obscenely short soft pink shorts. Dad lifted her up under the armpits, so Ellie could wrap her legs around an upright and bring her pussy into contact with the shuddering metal ball on top of the railings. She wriggled around to get the vibrations right into her little cunt. After 5 or 6 seconds Ellie had her first orgasm without the use of her fingers, and just hoped no-one else had noticed. Daddy must have sensed something happening deep in his daughter's body.

He lifted her further, gently spun her around to face him, so that her hands clasped his neck, and his hands were free to roam over her bottom. Ellie smelled of sex, her pussy on fire; Dad could feel the heat as she whispered “Daddy I love you”, and kissed his neck. He gently lowered her to the ground, his hands sliding up the back of her little thighs, coming to rest inside her shorts, caressing her smooth bottom. Back on the ground Ellie gripped him around the waist and whispered “I love you Daddy” again into his crotch; pressing her face into his erection. Ellie closed her eyes, luxuriating in the imagined sensation of the loss of her virginity from an oily metal piston.

Dad spotted a teenage girl, long blonde hair, ravishing smile, dressed in tight green leggings, and skimpy top, revealing a fabulous pair of breasts half encased in a push-up black bra. He couldn’t keep his eyes off those breasts, following her around the room, watching her every move, wondering how and where he could fuck her. Reality intruded as he heard his darling daught*r demanding to be de-flowered today, not waiting until she had breasts. She clearly wasn’t going to stop asking, so he knelt down and kissed her lightly on the lips, as much to stop her jabbering as for affection.
Inexorably his right hand slid up the back of her thigh again, slipping inside the hem of her soft shorts, and this time inside her pink panties. Ellie gasped open-mouthed as his middle finger located her bum-hole and slipped in.
The other fingers cupped her bottom, massaging her towards a little tremble: “Oh Daddy, your finger is in my bottom…”His thumb sought out her clit and then slid down between her moist lips, and then fully into her cunt. Dad was miles away, watching the tart in the green leggings, flashing her camel-toe at him, demanding he licked her out. Ellie was now panting as his finger and thumb almost met inside her body, gripping her pussy wall tightly and making her stream with juice all over his hand.

“Oiy pervert, stop gawping at my tits and m*****ing that little tramp!” The teenager was now right beside Dad, her very visible camel-toe just inches from his mouth. Ellie didn’t care; she was creaming on her Daddy’s fingers, she had never felt so violated. “Daddy, oh I adore you, you’re making me cum, keep rubbing. It’s OK I’m not a virgin” The smell of pussy was overwhelming; Dad turned slightly and buried his nose in the teen’s crotch, trying to lap at her lips through the thin fabric.

“Oh that’s nice, I suppose you want me to suck you off now?” said the teenager looking around to check the area was clear. Dad’s left hand had crept up between her cheeks, holding her cunt to his face, so couldn’t stop her ripping down his trousers, his rigid cock springing up into Ellie’s tummy. Ellie held his balls while the girl showed her how to lick and suck the tip, and then slide her mouth down to engulf his entire prick. The girls rearranged themselves one each side to suck up and down the sides of his cock, taking turns to swallow the tip and then kiss each other with their stickiness. Dad didn’t last long; he grabbed the teenager’s head when it was her turn to swallow and pushed right to the back of her throat. Then it two quick thrusts he was cumming in her mouth. The girl screeched, backing away, spunk dribbling down her chin. Ellie going wild “Daddy, you b**st, you fucked her mouth, look at all that spunk. I want some of that”. Ellie calmed the teen down, licking sperm from her face, exploring her mouth and accidentally brushing against her tits. “Wow, I’d love to have breasts like those when I’m older” she sighed.

Ellie bounded into the Steam Room: long blonde hair falling around her face; her thighs still damp.
Ellie could not imagine the power of the fucking machine, she just hoped that the friendly-sounding automated voice would understand her skinny body and supply enough lubrication.

In Ellie's imagination she clambered up onto one table; pulled off her shorts and panties and spread her legs around the enormous shiny dildo head. Kit adjusted the stirrups so that Ellie’s feet were comfortable and lightly pulled on the depth lever to engage the dildo into Ellie.
A sweet-tasting cuntal lubricant was constantly dripped onto the dildo shaft from a brass funnel to keep Ellie’s pussy wet. Each thrust pushed more lubricant between her lips, allowing the dildo higher into her insides. Soon she was so wet it dribbled out, over her taut cheeks and was collected in a brass bowl under her buttocks.

Ellie experimented with the depth control, flicking it deeper and then shallower again until it was just right, filling her up perfectly on every stroke, just hitting what she considered the top of her womb.

Kit came back from helping another of the girls from the Daughter Swap Club, delighted to see Ellie, eyes tight shut, mouth open, breathing hard, making little moans on each thrust. “Have you tried this other lever, babe? It adds in some cogs so the dildo vibrates sideways as it glides into your pussy. It’s just like a steam-powered Sybian, only better. Here let me show you”.
Kit pushes on the big side lever to engage the dildo with the engine outside, slow thrusts lots of steam, a deep rumbling swishing noise, more lubricant constantly dripping onto the fuck head.
Ellie pulls Kit up onto the table, ripping off her tiny g-string, exposing her best friend's open sex. Two fingers slide noiselessly between her young lips, teasing her before a full fisting.
As Ellie snuggles up between Kit’s thighs, rubbing their bare bottoms together, the anal plug changes shape again and a fat extension protrudes seeking out Kit’s hole. It locks in, pulling the girls together intimately, cheeks spread, little butt-holes opening up to accommodate the swelling dildo between them. Once their bottoms are perfectly aligned the dildo pistons out of one hole and into the other girl, sliding silently between their taut young body cavities.
On the way back to the car park Dad held Ellie’s hand so he could keep glancing down the back of her shorts, imagining the way her delicious little buttocks would yield to his hardening erection. At the car he helped Ellie into the back seat, managing a quick grope of bare thigh and cheek, before she sat down, squirming it into the leather.

In the Car Park
Mum and Robert had gone to the toilet, so Ellie slipped off her sandals and the naughty shorts, smiling “Don’t look yet Daddy”. Then pulled off her moist little panties, and pulled the shorts back on, revelling in the feel of the soft fabric against her hot pussy. Leaning over, she said “OK, you can watch now”, handing the panties to Dad, crotch uppermost. Dad sucked in her pussy aroma, burying his nose in the pink panties, smiling at Ellie in the rear-view mirror.
Dad watched as Ellie rubbed at her little clit through the crotch of her shorts, pulling the soft fabric up to form a delicious camel-toe; still laughing she pulled up her tee-shirt and groped a tiny nipple just for Dad’s pleasure. “Come over here you little minx, and leave those shorts on the back seat”.

Ellie was out of her shorts and clambering over the seats in a flash; dressed in just white ankle socks and tee-shirt, it made her pert little bottom even more delectable. She stood on his thighs, leaning forwards held onto the top of the steering wheel, offering him her bare bottom.
Slowly Dad reclined his seat and supporting Ellie by the hips lifted her legs so that she ended up flat against the car roof, one leg either side of his head, gripping him tightly. His tongue ran up and down between her pretty pussy and bum-hole, delighting in the taste of her young sex.
As the seat continued tipping backwards Ellie lost her grip on the steering wheel and she slumped downwards, her open mouth falling onto his rock-hard erection. She held the base of his cock in both hands, just swirling her tongue around the head, gripping it gently between her front teeth. Slowly she lowered her head until the cock touched the back of her throat.

Resisting the urge to gag she slowly relaxed her throat muscles just the way Kit had shown her, and to Dad’s amazement his cock slid in further. “Where did you learn to do that?” he whimpered trying not to spoil the moment by filling her mouth with spunk. Ellie was now squeezing his balls and gnawing on his cock, while her open pussy gushed her special juice into his mouth.
Dad held back as long as he could; lifting her up by the armpits, he exploded red-hot sperm into her pretty mouth until his balls were completely drained. Ellie hadn’t thought this far ahead, she always managed to get away from her br0ther before he came.

There was clearly only one thing for it: keep her lips tightly closed around the head and swallow. She only managed a partial seal around his cock head and some spurted out onto her cheek, but the rest went down nicely. Wow it was hot and salty, but she loved her Dad and would do anything for him.
Once the torrent had subsided she could concentrate on her own orgasm again, sliding her open pussy up and down her Dad’s nose until he gripped her clitoris between his teeth and she shook violently to climax. Dad cleaned himself up on her panties and helped Ellie climb into the back seat, pulling her shorts on.

When Mum and Robert returned, he panicked and hid the evidence – her damp pink panties in the only place available – down the front of his trousers, encasing the sticky head of his prick into her moist cotton. Mum sat in the front seat, oblivious to the sex show behind her; Robert sat next to Ellie, trying to see past her raised knee to what was interesting Dad so much. Each time Dad glanced in the rear-view mirror, Ellie had her legs apart, tracing around the outline of her tiny cunt with one finger and grinning from ear to ear, knowing she had her Dad’s full attention.
Dad watched as Ellie pressed the soft fabric of her shorts into her slit, one finger locating her little bud inside the beautiful camel-toe, creating a little moist oval on the front. Robert was trying to stroke her thigh, she couldn’t ignore him completely, so leaned over and whispered “Keep your hands to yourself, this is Dad’s treat, wait until we get home”, while lightly brushing two finger-tips up and down his erection.

Robert persisted, sliding one hand under her bottom, feeling her delicious soft skin, his finger tips stroking inwards towards her hot slit. At only 10, Robert had actually had very little experience of stroking pussy – Ellie always kept hers covered by a discrete little hand whenever he ‘accidentally’ spotted her naked in the bathroom.
His first contact was 3 years ago when playing ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours’ with the local slut behind the Methodist Chapel. Jeanette had pulled up her very short pleated white skirt, briefly exposing a little smooth dip where her cock ought to be, before going down on Robert, sucking in his penis and holding his balls.

She ran off laughing as I struggled to pull up my trousers and chase her bare bottom, up a small grassy mound. She stopped at the top, giving me a perfect look; she spread her legs wide, bent over clasping her ankles, exposing her little pussy.
I stopped chasing for a moment revelling in the sight of her tight little cunt framed between bottom cheeks, just waiting to be violated. Next thing I had crashed head-first into Jeanette, knocking her flat, my face coming to rest between those hot cheeks. She squealed when I drove my tongue into her arse licking up and down her sweaty crack; making her writhe around.
Holding onto her waist with grim determination, I managed to flip her over onto her back, keeping my head between her legs. She struggled to pull her skirt down to protect her bare cunt, but to no avail. The cunt inches from my face was perfect – soft and smooth outer lips, slightly puffy, protecting what?

Holding her tight I drove my tongue into her, not really knowing what to do, just lashing it from side to side, as she screamed "Stop it. No. No you mustn't. I'm still a virgin". She tried to inch back up the slope to take the pressure off her cunt, but I kept chewing her lips.
Suddenly the struggles subsided and she went very quiet, just moaning as her legs twitched all funny. Then, just as quickly, she was back on her feet running away; just leaving her flavour all over my face, wondering if that was an orgasm. She was grounded for a week for the grass stains on her skirt, and then she must have found a proper boyfriend, because she never offered me her body again.

Drive Home
Back in the present, Robert carefully slid two fingers into what he assumed was his sister’s pussy – it felt wonderfully smooth and moist; Ellie mumbling into his shoulder “Yes that’s it, just a little higher” and then “Oh, you’re good, keep rubbing that bump at the top”.
Robert really hadn’t a clue what he was doing right, but kept sliding one finger deeper into her cunt, and wiping the wetness around that little bump at the top. Now Ellie was biting his shoulder, saying something about cumming, and him being the best lover, and other nonsense as she climaxed hard making little 'ng' noises.

As the wetness flooded out from somewhere over my hand she clamped her legs tight squashing it. When the car stopped at some traffic lights, both our parents turned around to see Ellie basking in the glow of her second orgasm that afternoon – the crotch of her shorts pulled aside to reveal my fingers deep between her pink lips. Mum and Dad both smiled, planning how and where they would like to take the virginity of this sexy little minx.

The lights changed and Mum thought it a good time to show Dad she still loved him, so released his straining prick from his trousers, briefly jacked him and then sucked it in, sliding her head under the steering wheel. Ellie copied her Mum precisely, flicking Robert’s prick out into the open and then covering it with her mouth for a few all too brief moments before we arrived at home. I held the sides of her head; revelling in the feel of my hard cock in her soft mouth, basking in the glow of my first face-fucking.

Ellie learned two important career choices from that day’s educational visit: that in her mind steam engines could become giant fucking-machines; she would love to become a Mechanical Engineer. Secondly it’s dead easy to seduce a grown man with the right clothes, a finger in the cunt and a big smile – she should become a porn star.

Masturbation Contest
Uncle Mike had often noticed that the whenever one Ami climaxed the other was never far behind; he had run proper experiments to prove his theory that their Orgasm Control Centres were somehow cross-wired at birth. The twins didn’t care – they could always tell if it was their own climax or the other’s, and they loved to hold each tight until the feeling in their cunts subsided. However, Sweet-Ami did notice that Tangy’s always seemed to last longer, even when the masturbation or fucking had stopped and she was quite jealous. So today Uncle Mike had setup another experiment – more of a contest really, to see how long the twins could keep climaxing.

I watched fascinated as a young girl and boy, identically dressed in tight black silky shorts and a skimpy tee-shirt, fitted electrodes to each Ami’s breasts, just below the nipple. From behind, the boy and girl looked identical; I would have been happy to take either bottom. But when they turned to face me the girl pulled her shorts up tight, showing a fabulous camel-toe, that she stroked through the thin fabric. Not to be outdone the boy flipped the front of his shorts down below his cock, which sprang to attention only inches from Sweet-Ami’s mouth. He didn’t really stand a chance; she sucked him in before he could object and swirled her tongue around its head. The girl grabbed his balls from behind and wanked him into Sweet’s mouth.

“Not yet” cried Tangy “they haven’t finished the wiring up.” Tangy-Ami flipped up the girl’s tee-shirt for my benefit: “Here you go baby, feast your eyes on these little beauties”.
Both ch1ldren stripped right off and continued connecting up the electrode wires on breast and tummy to the computers. The monitors at the end of each bed showed the twins arousal level as ‘Normal’, based on skin temperature, heartbeat, wetness and turgidity. Whenever a specially adapted dildo entered their bodies it could be monitored and controlled to oscillate and bring on multiple deep orgasms.

I first noticed that each ch1ld wore a small headset and that Uncle Mike had buttons marked 'slave-girl' and 'slave-boy'. He pushed the 'slave-girl' button; straigtaway she looked up and answered "Yes Master".

"OK slave-girl, I want you to stuff that large blue anal plug into Sweet-Ami".

"Certainly Master. Is this to your satisfaction?" Slave-girl stood quietly waiting for her next instruction.

I pushed the 'slave-boy' button, and barked "Slave-boy give Tangy-Ami her trusty curved pink cuntal device. Put it on maximum thrust setting, then go and stroke slave-girl between the legs".

"Certainly master, but I won't enjoy it".

I was enjoying this: "I don't care how gay you are slave-boy. I command you to make that bitch cum on your hand. Get those pretty fingers inside her cunt; really mash her clit about".

I pushed 'slave-girl's button, just to listen to her panting.

"Yes Master", she whimpered "After I've cum, will I be allowed to play with him?"

"Slave-boy, now stop her looking so girly. Get those tits covered up and fuck her arse". Slave-girl tied a scarf around her pretty tits, pulled on a baseball cap and bent over a table offering up her butt-hole. Slave-boy pulled back on her arms and drove his cock straight into her un-lubricated arse. She squirmed and moaned out loud, but they soon settled into a steady deep-penetrating rhythm.

"Now you both look like boys, I can just call you slave-1 and slave-2. So slave-2 lets complete your conversion – get that Feeldoe up your cunt and fuck slave-1 with it. [Author's note: Robbie doesn't realise they are br0ther and s1ster yet]. Slave-2 stuffs the girl-end of the Feeldoe into her cunt and the boy-end into her br0ther's arse. He enjoys it a bit too much, so she stops wanking him and concentrates on her own needs – squeezing her nipples as slave-1 screams "Harder, s1s; really ream my arse".

The boy helped Sweet insert the bulbous anal plug I chose after checking on her personal lubrication, and then retreating to the control room. Uncle Mike set the application going, intently watching his favourite nieces writhing on the metal tables.

I set the dildo speeds to moderate, carefully watching spikes appearing on both monitors as the juices began to flow. Sweat began to build up on already crinkly nipples; Tangy-Ami was starting to breathe harder. Sweet-Ami smiled over: "Go for it babe, make me cum".

"Could you, uh, turn over please. I just want to watch your bottoms". Both Ami's stretched and flipped over onto their tummies, pulled up their knees, thrusting their perfect bottoms into the air. The cool air made their lips crinkle and their stunning butt-holes pucker. I could hardly speak: "Just a little wider, please. Oh shit, that's beautiful. I want to suck you both".
Sweet-Ami pushed her purple cuntal dildo right in, twisting it into her soft insides. Tangy-Ami kept a firm grip on her anal dildo, which threatened to pop out as she climaxed.