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Michelle and Jeri, Part 4 I stumbled out of bed and decided to make Jeri breakfast. I brought a tray with fresh coffee, juice, scrambled eggs and bacon into his bedroom where he was passed out on top of the covers, spread eagled and naked. I licked my lips at the sight of his hairless, muscular body and perfect ass. I had come a long way incredibly quickly but here I was, wearing a little apron carrying breakfast into the bedroom for my lover, a large, powerfully built man. "Knock knock Jeri!" He slowly turned over and I gave him my best smile. "Oh, Michelle, you're such a dear! Bring it in and sit down with me." Jeri made room and I put the tray down. He reached over, pulled me by the back of my neck and gave me a passionate kiss. "Mmmm, Michelle, you darling thing...just what I need, lots of protein to replace what I've lost. And we have a busy day today!" Jeri devoured the food and sat back, leisurely sipping his black coffee. "I had some extra time yesterday so I took the liberty of getting you a few things, Michelle. Let's get cleaned up and you can give me a fashion show. But first, let's have a morning cuddle..." "Mmmm, yes Jeri, I'm yours to command!" I smiled back at him. "Oh Michelle, you know just what to say, and truer words were never spoken..." Jeri pulled me to him and brought my face next to his. I opened my mouth for a kiss but instead he brushed his lips against mine and continued to the side of my face, then bit my earlobe. "Did you like me pounding you last night, Michelle? You came twice with me inside you, battering against your upturned ass, hammering into you...over and over for nearly an hour. You must be very sore and squishy this morning. Surely you're not already wanting more, are you, Michelle? I'm surprised you can walk straight let alone want another pummeling!" I was already breathless and rock-hard as Jeri pulled me closer, his hands on my hips, as his erection rubbed against mine. I felt dizzy, conquered by this strong man, helpless as he pushed against me, his manhood slithering against mine, already wet, his balls mashing up against my smaller package. I was making little cooing noises now and brought my legs up to wrap around his back, pulling him in closer to me and humping against him. Jeri stuck his tongue into my ear then pushed my shoulders back to look me in the eyes. "This is no good Michelle, I want a slow, wet, loving blow-job from you. Take your time, I want it extra wet, and use all your talents. I want you frustrated today - you'll need to be very good indeed to get relief, so do a good job!" And with that Jeri pushed down on my shoulders, forcing me down his body. "But just to make sure you stay focused, turn your body around as well." He moved so he was lying on his side and I flipped around so we were in a classic 69 position. My mouth was already watering and I quickly pushed my face forward. Jeri was hard and wet and I immediately wrapped my lips sideways around his thick cock like it was corn on the cob, and moved up and down to coat it in saliva. He wanted wet, I was happy to give it to him! I then took the opportunity to briefly suck on his large balls, coating them as well. I then went back up to his shaft and took it as far down my throat as I could, and bobbed my head up and down it about five times. I was going to make this last as instructed so I popped him out of my mouth completely, then licked the head for a while, concentrating on the skin just below the large bulbous head. I thought, well, this is what they meant by 'polishing the knob'! I polished gently but with some vacuum, my tongue moving the whole time. I kept my hands working as well, mainly massaging those large orbs in their sack, but also kept my thumbs in action, playing with Jeri's tight ass, up and down his crack and teasing his rosebud. I would also occasionally give his shaft a few hard strokes but then quickly go back to the delights below, to ensure that he lasted a good long time. Jeri was quiet aside from a few moans and gasps. I was wondering why he had me in a 69 position if he didn't plan on touching me when suddenly I felt him take my nuts into his mouth. I moaned around his hot, wet cock, feeling him sucking both my balls hard. It was painful but not crippling so, reminding me of his power over me. I kept sucking Jeri, concentrating on taking him deeper, controlling my gag reflex and playing with his rear end while bobbing my head to force him down as far as possible. Jeri then released my balls and grabbed my thighs, forcing my legs apart. He let go with one hand and then I felt him caressing my rear, his hand very slippery as he had dipped it in the sweet-smelling lube he preferred. He rubbed all around me behind, finally teasing my still sore opening. The lube felt wonderful on my abused hole and I started feeling breathless again. Meanwhile I started slowly stroking Jeri's manhood while sucking on the head. With the other hand slowly inserted a finger into Jeri's hole, and moved from tonguing the head of his cock to bobbing up and down in time with my strokes. Jeri moaned and started gently thrusting into my mouth, going with my rhythm. He kept up the massage on my rear, not penetrating me with his fingers but teasing me, occasionally smacking my cheeks to let me know who was in charge here. I decided to let Jeri dictate the pace so kept a steady rhythm going. I put two fingers into his rear and went deep, feeling his prostate as I pushed in. I kept my fingers there and pushed against him, causing him to increase his thrusting. Soon he was pushing his hips forward faster, thrusting deeper into my throat. Faster and harder but not so hard to force me to back away; Jeri knew how much I could take so judged his thrusts so I wouldn't choke on his large member. Back and forth, I managed to keep stroking with one hand with my other deep inside him. I was surrounded by Jeri, and the sights, sounds and smells were overwhelming. The slapping of my hand against his ass as my fingers plunged in and out, the wet sounds of his cock as I stroked it and it went in and out of my mouth and throat, Jeri's grunts as he rocked his hips and thrust against my face. There was the overpowering smell of sex - of semen, old and new, sweat and flesh, the faint odor from his rear as I pushed hard into it, the sharp tang of arousal from both of us. I was hard and dripping but Jeri still ignored my erection, his hands sliding over my wet ass, still teasing my rosebud, keeping me on the edge effortlessly. "That's it, Michelle, oh you are good...uh, uh, take it, suck hard, yes, ohhh..." Jeri exclaimed as he redoubled his efforts. I felt him grow even bigger then with a wordless grunt he started spasming and shot down my throat. I pulled back so I could taste him as he continued to shoot into my mouth as I swallowed it all down. Finally he slowed his thrusts and I gently took my fingers out of his rear and cleaned his beautiful manhood with my tongue and lips. "Yes, Michelle, that was a wonderful breakfast, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did!" I gave his cock a few final kitten licks and said, "Yes Jeri, it was wonderful, thank you for feeding me!" Jeri swatted my bottom for that and spun me around. He gave me a long, wet kiss, sharing what remained in my mouth of his spend. He pulled his face back and licked my nose, saying, "Enough of that my girl, time to get cleaned up, prettied up and start your fashion show." I was feeling ultra-submissive. In fact, the more time I spent with Jeri the more submissive I felt myself becoming. It didn't even enter my head to ask him to finish me off. I was still very hard and dripping but it was up to Jeri to decide if and when I was allowed relief. I just wanted to serve. I briefly thought that I wasn't given a choice or had been asked about the rest of the day, but then quickly decided that I was privileged to be allowed to serve Jeri's needs and I would rather spend all my time on my knees in front of him if allowed. It was liberating in that I wanted to serve his every need. I had never been in a relationship, sexual or otherwise, with anyone where I felt like this; Jeri's needs, wants and desires were my only priorities, nothing else mattered. I felt honored to be given the opportunity to lick his cock, to have my rear be used by him, to be handled in any way he should use me. Just thinking about it turned me on. I was suddenly a 1950s housewife who lived for her husband and whose every thought was how she could please him. It was scary and exciting at the same time. Jeri and I took showers and groomed in his large bathroom. He had me shave my face as close as possible after shaving my body again in the shower, along with the depilating cream. Jeri teased me mercilessly, touching and rubbing, keeping me excited and pliant. He also kept up his usual banter to reinforce my new position. "Oh Michelle, you seem to have a permanent erection lately. Let me check to make sure you're OK.... yes, if I stroke it, it doesn't seem to go down. What if I rub the head with just the palm of my hand, like this...no, still hard! What if I tug on your balls, just like this...hmmm, no difference, if anything it seems even harder! Curious...tell me, Michelle, what do you like best? Sticking your talented tongue up my ass? Rimming me, worshipping my rear end? Or do you prefer sucking my big, hard cock? Running your tongue all around the head, in your mouth, as you did for half the morning? Or did you prefer last night when I pounded your rear over and over, with you bent over the side of the bed, drooling into the bedsheets while I held your hips and rammed into you?" Jeri was rubbing the head of my cock against his balls, his lips almost touching mine while continuing to tease and humiliate me. "Tell me sweet Michelle, what is your favorite?" I was practically overcome yet again, my legs trembling as I held onto Jeri's bulging biceps while he gently tortured me. "Oh Jeri, I love all of it. I love licking you, all over, especially your manhood and your rear and your balls and...and...all of you. I love being rammed in my ass, I never knew I could feel like that, to be possessed by you, to be taken, to be your vessel, to be below you as you used me for your own pleasure." "Michelle, you are too easy. On your knees, now." Jeri turned his back to me as I quickly lowered myself on the bathmat. He spread his legs wide. "Lick me, from my balls to my ass. Do it now, Michelle." I leaned in and licked Jeri's low-hanging ball sack, dragged my tongue up to his puckered hole, and couldn't help but stick my tongue into his ass, holding his cheeks apart. "Oh, Michelle, I didn't say you could do that but it does feel lovely...that's it, in and out, get your face right in, push..." Then Jeri turned around and got down on his knees next to me. "You're mine now, girl. I own you. I'll have to think up new ways to push you down into your subspace. You love being degraded, Michelle, you live for sucking my ass, my cock, my balls. You need to be constantly challenged though. You've just started your journey but you'll be surprised just how much there is to go." I starred wide-eyed at Jeri, trusting hm completely but frightened at his words. "Stand up and lube your ass, Michelle." I stood up quickly and pushed my fingers into my rear after covering them with lubricant. "Now sit down." Jeri too my legs and pulled me down onto him, so I was sitting in his lap. "That's it Michelle, sit on my cock, put it in." I slowly eased down, facing Jeri, feeling his cock go into my still-sore bottom. "That's it, Michelle. Right down." Jeri grabbed my hips and pushed hard, I was immediately impaled on his hard cock. I gasped loudly as he kept pressure on me, forcing me all the way down into his lap with his cock buried in his rear. "That's nice Michelle, where you belong, with my cock rammed up your ass. Nice?" "Uh, ... yes Jeri, it's sore but I feel...fulfilled. It hurts but in a good way. I...oh! ... uh, how it is for you?" "You are so tight Michelle. It's like being with a virgin, which isn't that far from the truth with you. You need to be fully trained of course. You need exposure to those who will help me teach you. I like games, Michelle, and the best ones are with a small group where we'll really get to explore your limits. Oh it'll be such fun, Michelle, you'll see...now stop all this messing about, we have work to do! Fashion waits for no one..." Jeri pushed me onto my back and he slipped out as he stood up, standing over me. He pushed his bare foot over my hard cock, rubbing me, then pushed his toe into my ass. "Suck my toe Michelle. I know you're good at that..." and took it out of my rear and put it briefly into my mouth where I slobbered over it. "Enough of that! You are so distracting Michelle! Now get up and shave your face again. I want no trace of hair there." I'll skip most of the other details of Jeri prepping me, but I learned what the rubber hoses were for...and felt very much cleansed, inside and out. There's a different type of intimacy of having someone push a rubber hose into your upturned bottom as compared with sex. Even more of a surrender of control, it took me right back to being a small child, obviously with a large dose of kinkiness thrown in. Finally we were ready for the makeup. Jeri spent a long time showing me what each potion and implement was for, how it was used, the amount and technique, and variances for time of day, type of encounter/mood, etc. So much to learn! There were lots of little kisses and fondling of course and as I hadn't had any relief today, I was hard the whole time. Still I managed to focus and tried hard to remember all the details of what to use, when and how much. Even the type and pressure of brush strokes made a huge difference. No wonder all the amateur porn showed clown-like makeup as it wasn't easy to do a good job. Finally Jeri was satisfied, having worked on his own face as well as mine, and we looked at our reflections side by side in the large mirror in his bathroom. "Oh Michelle, I shouldn't have let you look yet, all of this is nothing without the right hair. Everyone always underestimates this but the right hair is essential." Jeri left and quickly returned with a beautiful blonde wig, shoulder-length with flip-ups at the ends, 1950s style. And of course he was right - as he pinned it on me, I was immediately transformed. Jeri and I had spent ages on our lips, using liners and gels and base coats and...well, it more involved than painting a house! Jeri's lips were somewhat muted, classy and gorgeous, while mine were cherry-red and oozed sex. Combined with the blonde hair I was a sex kitten (albeit a mature one!) and loved it. From there Jeri introduced me to a large range of undergarments, from panties to stockings, garter belts and the rest. He even had a few bras with realistic breast forms for me. I definitely needed to lose a few pounds but he promised to start taking me to the gym to work on general fitness and exercises for my legs/rear end. Finally we ended up with a few dresses, skirts and tops. Of course none of Jeri's outfits (and he had a whole wardrobe full) fitted me but he did buy quite a few items for me. I was spoilt and privileged to have my lover take care of me like this! When we were fully dressed, he took a few photos of me alone and of the two of us, "to ensure that my friends can preapprove you" as Jeri said. I thought we both were transformed. Jeri could easily pass as a large, sporty woman, but I wasn't sure about me. Part of the problem were the mannerisms - I didn't have the graceful feel that Jeri pulled off so well. We worked on this most of the day along with walking in heels. "I'm famished Michelle! Let's go out to celebrate your transformation." I was extremely hesitant and argued for a night in (also wanting to explore sisterly love with Jeri) but he insisted. So, he drove us to a casual diner where we took a booth towards the back. We had just sat down when two women walked up to the booth. They were both gorgeous - one was similar to Jeri, tall and very fit with muscular legs clad in seamed stockings. The other one was smaller, about my height with long blonde hair and a very pretty face. They were smiling widely and greeted Jeri warmly, with the taller one biting his ear lobe after the customary air kiss and a full-body hug. "Jeri! It's been...well, at least a day or two! So nice to see you looking so good! And aren't you going to introduce us?" "Dee! Looking lovely as usual. Dee, this is Michelle. And the beautiful blonde here is Clair," said Jeri. Dee and Clair looked me up and down from my ankle-strap heels to my pearl studs (clip-ons but Jeri promised to take me to get my ears pierced). They were both smiling and Clair said, "Michelle, how pretty! Jeri, you're a very fast worker indeed. Oh Michelle, you are me are going to be good friends I can tell. Did Jeri tell you to wear that eye shadow? Not with blonde hair, darling. We'll definitely need to work on a few things but I can already tell you're a natural!" "Now, Clair, let the poor thing get settled before scaring her with eye shadow choices. Now I think a drink is in order here. Jeri, get us their finest bottle of fizzy fake Champagne. Let's celebrate Michelle's birthday!" said Dee, sliding into the booth next to Jeri. Clair got in then Michelle. "Wow, Michelle, your cheekbones are to die for!" Clair exclaimed. "So much to work with! Are you excited? Scared?" Then Clair whispered in Michelle's ear, "turned on as well? Jeri told us she's keeping you well filled everywhere but precious little relief. Poor thing..." and stroked Michelle's knee under the table up to her thigh. "Oh!" said Michelle. "I...I don't really know, everything is a whirl. It's all so sudden but, well, I've never been happier, and..." she whispered, "horny! All I can think about is...well, you know!" "Michelle - I do know! And with Dee it's a constant, I'm always, well, thrumming. Like a tight string. You and I will have so much fun, I'll show you so much Michelle, oooh, I'm getting all unnecessary just thinking about it. You haven't lived until you've had lipstick lesbian sex with another gurl like yourself. Stroking, kissing, pushing, playing, licking, sucking..." Clair said softly, licking her lips and caressing Michelle's thigh. "Hey! You too, save it for later," said Dee. "Here's the wine, let's have a toast. To Michelle! Her first time out, first time meeting us, and maybe if she's lucky, will have her first kiss later!" "Ha! A bit late for that," said Jeri. "To Michelle!" The foursome had another bottle or two and what passed for canapes at the diner (mainly fries and onion rings) before deciding to head over to Dee and Clair's place. Jeri and Dee decided that clubbing would be a bit too stressful for Michelle's first outing and thought that a quiet evening in would be more appropriate (and Dee was keen to experience Michelle's charms first-hand). So, here I was at Dee and Clair's large, well-appointed place. It was beautifully furnished with high ceilings and indirect lighting. It was colorful without being tacky, with none of the usual shades of beige. Clearly the two of them had taste and were somewhat adventurous, which boded well for the evening. I was nervous and excited. Jeri was making himself at home, poking around and asking Dee about new additions and purchases. Clair had some homemade rum punch which was yummy and we were sipping glasses of this sweet concoction in the living room, lounging on the wide, comfy sofas. "Let's play a game!" said Dee, clapping his hands together, signifying the real start of the evening. "In honor of Michelle's first day, I think that it's fitting that instead of the usual bumping uglies, we come up with an engaging scenario for the four of us." "'Bumping uglies' indeed, Dee! Speak for yourself!" Jeri exclaimed, "but I do love the idea of a story line. Clair, you're usually great at this sort of thing, you're the one with the imagination. What do you think?" "Hmmm...it sounds delicious!" Clair pronounced. "Soooo...poor Michelle. I'm out for a stroll and find a big hairy man stops his car and tries to force Michelle into his car for Lord knows what violence and assault. I happen to come onto this scene and kick the brunt where it hurts, pull Michelle away and we quickly call the police who arrest this known sexual predator and criminal. Michelle is a rather young, sweet virgin and I take her home to comfort her. I live in this lovely home with my two older aunts (at least they tell me that they're my aunts) who share a bedroom. I'm curious as they don't seem to date men and make an awful lot of noise in there, but they tell me that they practice amateur dramatics for the theater in the evening." Jeri and Dee couldn't stop laughing. "Oh Clair - Michelle a 'young virgin'? I love it!" said Dee. "And Jeri and I your maiden aunts? Perfect! Let's start..." I was looking around at the three of them, wide-eyed. I guess I didn't have a vote but I was up for anything with these three. "How do we start?" I said. Clair took me by the hand and guided me to a two-seater couch, more or less a 'love seat'. "Oh poor Michelle, that brutish man nearly took you prisoner and had his wicked way with you! It would have been terrible, he would have forced you to take his huge thing into your mouth and pushed it between your legs. He would have slapped you and make you do terrible, degrading things, and would have probably pushed his massive member into your little bottom! Thank goodness I came in time to save you, Michelle." She was stroking my hair and looking me in the eyes, her hand moving to my shoulder, still stroking. "And you little thing haven't even been kissed, have you?" I took her hand in mind and held it against my breast. "No, I haven't Clair, and I'm so grateful for your help. I would have been helpless with that big brute! I...I'm indebted to you and your lovely aunts for bringing me here, a safe haven in this wicked city. How can I ever repay your kindness?" "Oh Michelle," Clair continued, "you can stay with us as long as you want. I know that you were just looking for a hotel and that horrible man stole your luggage, but until you get it back, you're welcome to stay with us." Clair leaned forward and gave me a chaste peck on the cheek. "Mmmm, Michelle, you're so very pretty. Do you find me pretty as well?" By this time, I was thrilled by the closeness of Clair. Unlike Jeri she was about my size, much younger of course and almost completely passable. She was lovely, her glossy lips so near mine. She exuded a gentle calm almost the opposite of the intense aura that Jeri gave off. "Oh yes Clair, you're so beautiful, I...I'm just a bit dizzy after all that went on and with you so close..." Clair leaned forward and slowly, gently put her lips against my own, lipstick on lipstick, and we slowly shared an enchanting kiss. Clair pushed me back onto the couch. "You need to lay down flat, Michelle, it will help with your dizziness. Here, like this..." and she pulled my legs up onto the couch. She gently removed my heels, massaging my feet and kissing my toes through my stockings. She placed my feet on the couch and fit herself on top of me. It was all very slow, gentle and loving, and she cupped her hands around my face. "Oh Michelle, I just want to drink you up, I want you to share your beauty with me. Will you do that?" And she kissed me again, this time sneaking her tongue into my mouth. I moaned into hers and wiggled, feeling her whole body touching mine. I spread my legs, moving my dress up to my waist, and wrapped my legs around her thighs. Clair was as excited as I was and I could feel her erection moving against mine. She lifted her dress up to her waist as well so only our skimpy panties separated us. Clair and both moved our hips in small circles, teasing each other and pushing, sliding, bumping against each other while embracing in a long, wet kiss. Clair pulled her head back and said, "Michelle...mmmm, you are so delicious. We will be the very best of friends. You make me go all gooey..." and she licked my neck and then my ear, putting her tongue into my ear as I continued to moan and gently grind against her pelvis, our slow-burn excitement and arousal so different to that of Jeri's rough and tumble. Dee and Jeri were looking on, hands in each other's laps, licking their own lips as they watched Clair and me on the sofa. Suddenly Dee winked at Jeri and took his hand, and both of them quietly left the room. I didn't have time to wonder what they were up to as Clair continued to grind into me and kiss me, her tongue dueling with mine. Suddenly there was this loud slamming of a door and Dee and Jeri rushed back in. "Oh, what is this, Clair? Is this how you treat our guest, molesting her after rescuing her? Surely you to girls should be able to control yourselves and not give in to your perfected desires!" Clair jumped off of me, smoothing down her dress. "Oh, Aunt Dee, I'm sooo sorry! I was just overtaken by Michelle's loveliness and couldn't help myself! It's not her fault, really!" "I'm sure that she could have easily told you 'No', isn't that true, Michelle?" said Jeri. "I've never seen such a horrible, perverted sight, the two of you on top of each other, rubbing yourselves, kissing and your panties pushing against ... well! Clair, come over here young lady, this minute!" Jeri and Dee both moved to the large couch, and Jeri pulled Clair and Dee pulled me over to the couch with them. Dee sat on the couch with his large legs spread and pulled me down to my knees on the floor facing him. He held me under my arms and brought my head right next to his. "So young lady, you seem to enjoy this type of unnatural stimulation. Did you like having Clair molest you? Kissing you, her bright red lips on yours, pushing her tongue between your lips? Lying on top of you, pushing herself against you, rubbing and slipping and thrusting...? Did she excite you? C'mere, you little tramp..." Dee pulled me in, wrapping his legs around mine, practically raping my mouth with his insistent tongue. I was loose in his arms, a ragdoll for him to use as he saw fit. He pressed me hard against his large bulge, while I remained hard, rubbing against him. Dee pulled my head back. "You need to be punished, Michelle, for tempting poor little Clair like that. Lucky that Jeri and I came in at the right time, who knows what the two of you would have done. I bet you want to pull down Clair's panties and lick her all over, don't you?" Dee continued to push against me, now holding my hips and pulling me into him, smashing me against his hard pole underneath his dress. "You little slut!" With that he pulled me up and laid me down over his lap with my rear end facing up. He pulled me dress up over my hips but left my panties on. "You bad girl, getting Clair all excited like that. Now let me see what in the world you have that interested her..." Dee slowly ran his hands over my panty-clad rear, a surprisingly light touch from one so large and muscular. He delicately explored my upturned bottom, spreading my legs and massaging my inner thighs with his fingers, running his hands down my crack. I wiggled and pushed my rock- hard erection against him, at which point he smacked me soundly. "Bad girl! Hold still now while I examine just what Clair sees in you...". Dee then peeled off my thin panties leaving me totally exposed. "I'm so sorry Dee, I didn't mean to get Clair into such a state that she'd lay on top of me, kissing me, feeling me...please don't hurt me Dee, I'll be a good girl, I promise!" I licked my lips and tried to turn my head to look at Dee but he started to smack my bare behind, hitting each cheek in turn with a loud smack. "You must be punished, you tramp! You've misbehaved in our home and a bright red bottom should remind you to behave in future." Dee continued to smack me and amazingly the pain quickly turned to pleasure and I with each blow I pushed down against Dee. I was on the edge but I managed to hold off, enjoying this humiliation and the pain/pleasure of his hand against my rear. Meanwhile I could see Clair similarly spread out on Jeri's lap. Instead of smacking Clair's delightful, firm upturned ass, Jeri was stroking it lovingly. He had his own dress pulled up, his panties off and his erection was pushed up between Clair's thighs. He then poured a thick liquid onto Clair's bottom and his own member. He continued to stroke Clair while she moved slowly up and down on his lap. Dee had stopped smacking me and was equally enthralled watching Jeri and Clair. "That's enough now, Michelle. I think you've learned your lesson. Now let me soothe your poor little rear end." Dee reached over and put a dripping hand full of some thick lubricant onto my stinging rear. It was heaven to feel the cool, smooth liquid as he rubbed it all over. He paid special attention to my crack and below. "Do you understand now, Michelle? Poor girl, let Aunty Dee help. Does this feel nice? You have such smooth skin. You must take care of it, keep it very clean and ensure that no nasty hairs grow. Girls like us don't like all that hair, do we? And we need to keep clean inside and out. Yes, you're very clean there, aren't you?" Dee slid his finger into my rear, causing me to jump a little and loudly gasp. "Oh, you like that, don't you, Michelle? Hmm, you're a little sore there, why's that? I'll have to ask Aunty Jeri his opinion. You might need a medical examination just to make sure." Dee continued to push his finger in and out, sliding back and forth, and his other hand was stroking my balls and the skin between them and my hole. "It's getting a bit warm in here Michelle, let me just get a bit more comfortable." Dee quickly pulled off his dress and panties leaving his bra, and pulled me dress completely off. "Oh, Aunty Dee, that feels sooo good, but...I'm afraid that I might mess up your couch. I...I haven't been able to...to complete, I'm so close, I..." And Dee pulled his fingers out of my rear and quickly smacked me a few times, hard. I thought that this might have the opposite effect and push me over but he also lifted me off his lap which prevented me from actually finishing, although I'd been leaking the whole time onto his thighs. "You are a naughty little minx, Michelle. Let's consult Aunty Jeri and Clair, they look like they're in need of our help." Clair was bouncing up and down on Jeri's lap, his erection wrapped between her luscious thighs, her bottom being penetrating by two of his fingers. I felt a short, sharp stab of jealously but that quickly went away, to be replaced by a pure lust for both of them. Clair's firm, pert bottom going up and down, Jeri plunging his fingers in and out, his huge member leaking onto Clair's thighs. Dee was behind me and whispered in my ear, "Aunty Jeri looks like he needs your help, Michelle. Show your gratitude and see if you can't offer him a warm, wet place for his tortured cock. The head is so sad it's crying...milky tears. Go and keep him warm..." and pushed me forward. The debauched sight in front of me was thrilling and I wasted no time in kneeling down in front of them and sucking on the head of Jeri's erection. He moaned loudly and pushed my head down. He was leaking copiously and I licked and sucked, tasting his familiar excretions, while Clair continued to bounce and provide friction on his shaft from her thighs. Jeri was guiding Clair's movements and had her move faster and faster, with me sucking and his fingers ramming Clair's behind. Very quickly Jeri let out an animal howl, pushed hard on my head and came in great ropes into my mouth. I swallowed over and over and got most of it but such was the quantity that a lot leaked out the sides. Finally, Jeri relaxed his grip on my head and the bouncing slowed. I raised my head to see Clair smiling beatifically and she took my face between her hands and licked off Jeri's seed that I had missed, then gave me a long, wet kiss where we shared Jeri's cream between us. Dee clapped and said, "Bravo! Well done Clair and Michelle, you both took your punishment like good little troopers!" Clair and I smiled at him and each other. We both stood up, our erections sticking out, sweaty and messy, sticky and slimy with lube and other fluids. "You can congratulate each other, girls, for a job well done!" said Jeri, nearly passed out on the couch, smiling an exhausted ear to ear grin. "Go on Clair, Michelle deserves a kiss for being such a sweetheart." Clair held my hand, gave me a shy smile (which I later learned was a ruse - she was the least shy of us all) and led me to the large bedroom. "Here Michelle, you must be tired after that exercise, have a brief respite and lay down." She guided me onto my back and basically resumed our previous position, laying down full-length on top of me. I wasn't one to complain and now that we were both naked it was even more erotic, feeling her rub against me, pushing and pressing and sliding. I was so close I nearly came right then but she seemed know when to push away and concentrate on kissing. In this way she edged me for what seemed to be ages. Jeri sat in a nearby armchair watching the proceedings while Dee, who like us was still unrelieved, lay face-down on the bed closely observing the two of us. "I can tell that you've regained some strength now, Michelle. Aunt Dee, scoot back so that your back is against the headboard and put your legs straight out in front of you. Yes, like that. Michelle, Dee wants to show you a special horsey ride he gives me sometimes if I'm a very good girl. You've been very good so it's only fair that he gives you a special ride as well." Dee has a wolfish grin as I crawled over to him, faced away from him and sat down on his lap. "Oh, there's a good girl, Michelle. Let me get you more comfortable." He effortlessly picked me up by my thighs and slowly eased me onto his rock-hard erection. He went slowly but I was already lubed and somewhat used to this by now from Jeri. Even though Dee was even longer and thicker than Jeri, he was gentle and slow...at first. Finally, I was settled on Dee's lap, with him deep inside me. Dee started rubbing and pulling on my nipples. I squealed and moaned and very carefully moved up and down, only a few inches, on his cock. I reached down to touch my own dripping erection and Dee slapped my hand away. "No, Michelle, you aren't allowed to do that, only perverts touch themselves. You're not a pervert, are you, Michelle?" Dee said as he pulled my nipples and wiggled his hips, forcing his cock deeper inside me. "Oh Clair! Come on over. Michelle wants a little kiss, I can tell." Clair knee-walked over, bent down and gave me a teasing kiss, pulling away and briefly touching my lips with her tongue. "Aunty Dee, Michelle is teasing me and not kissing me properly. Maybe he needs something to suck on," Clair said with an adorable pout. "Yes, good idea Clair. Michelle, open wide for Clair otherwise you'll have a rough horsey ride and I'm sure you don't want that, now do you?" "No Aunt Dee, of course," I said as Clair arched her back and presented me with her hard cock. I grabbed hold of her hips and immediately took the head of her cock in my mouth. It was smaller than Jeri or Dee's but still a lovely shape, dripping, and was delicious. I took as much of it in my throat as I could and backed off. Clair was fondling her own nipples as she rotated her hips as I sucked her. Did I say debauched? This was beyond that. I was impaled on the enormous cock of a large, muscular man wearing a long, brunette wig with a bra with false breasts, riding his hairless thighs as his erection was buried up my ass, while sucking a beautiful young man also wearing a bra, his cock deep in my throat. I was wearing a long blonde wig as well and fully made up as a woman as I bounced up and down on the great cock inside me. I was pretending to be a young woman but was very much a middle-aged man who had died and gone to heaven. I had cock at both ends and was concentrating on the pleasure of my pretend Aunt and her young niece, slurping on the one in my mouth and pushing down hard on the one in my rear. We got a good rhythm going and the smell and sounds of raw sex were overwhelming. I was being used in both holes but this was no rape, I was an extremely willing participant. Back and forth, up and down, Dee now pushing up and slamming my hips down in time, pushing deep into me. Clair now holding my head and fucking my face, pushing down my throat, sweat flying from me, turned on and working my girls for all I had. Then I noticed Jeri looming in front of me and to the side, walking slowly with a giant camera, filming the three of us. It turned me on even more and I redoubled my efforts on both ends. It wasn't going to last long, the way the three of us were going and Clair was the first - speeding up and then pushing hard in my mouth until, with a feminine little squeak, she unloaded into my throat and mouth. She kept erupting for a long time then finally pulled out and immediately kissed me as we shared her seed between us. Dee was still going and it seemed that he could go forever. Jeri kept filming the whole time and said, "Clair, I'm sure that was lovely for you but poor Michelle might wish you to return the favor." "Yes, great idea Aunt Jeri. Clair, kneel down with your lovely rear in the air and see if you can help Michelle here feel warm, wet and welcome." With that Clair licked her way down from my mouth, biting my nipples on the way to my crotch. She quickly took my leaking erection into her mouth, licked the head and immediately went straight down and took my entire length into her throat. I gasped and moaned and started to push down even harder on Dee's cock. Dee responded enthusiastically, holding my hips and slamming up into me, fast and hard, over and over. I was now moaning continually as Clair was deep throating me and Dee was ramming deep inside my ass. Dee started to moan as well and I knew he was close. Clair heard as well and moved my erection out of her throat and concentrated on sucking the head while stroking the shaft up and down, in time to Dee's thrust. In a few seconds I was there and finally erupted, just as Dee let out an almighty roar and pummeled me hard and fast. I let out a little scream which sounded more like a squeak as I emptied myself into Clair's willing mouth and Dee blasted deep inside my rear. Over and over, more and more, ohhh...I had never been as fulfilled as was at that moment. Knowing that I'd given pleasure to my friends and they've given me everything. It was bliss! We all caught our breath, Jeri gave us an ironic cheer and handclap, and we disentangled ourselves from each other. I was terribly sore, wet and sticky, and my bottom was leaking everywhere, but was sated and satisfied. Clair, Dee and I shared a few three-way kisses. Jeri finally stopped filming and said, "Well, that was fun, what's next?"