Chapter 3
At the same time that Nelson Froline was being dressed in drag and fucked by Marla Blaine in Room 605, Nelson's daughter, Linda Sue, was trying to solve a mystery.
Linda Sue was in sprawling basement of the Froline's mansion in an exclusive suburb outside of Dallas. Linda Sue was hiding and watching.
She was sixteen years old. She looked like a younger version of her mother, Charlotte. Both were gorgeous blondes with lean, lithe bodies.
Linda Sue wore her golden hair in a pony-tail. She was tall, with a high-breasted, long-legged body. She wore a T-shirt and faded blue jeans.
Her face was exquisitely shaped. Her eyes were blue, clear, direct. Her lips were pink and wide and sensual. There was some innocence in her face - but not much. And what innocence there was, was more of an illusion created by her angel face, rather than from her real nature.
Linda Sue was the spoiled only daughter of one of the richest families in the Lone Star state - and that meant one of the richest families anywhere in the world.
Her grandmother, Daisy Caoman Crawford, was the widow of H. R. Crawford, the most fabulously lucky oil wildcatter the state had seen in decades.
Linda Sue wanted for nothing. She was jaded. She had seen it all and done it all and she was bored. But recently, her boredom had been replaced by excited interest in the mystery which puzzled her.
Now, hiding in the basement, she was sure that the solution of the problem was near at hand.
She was in the mansion's laundry room. There were washers and dryers. A steady churning racket came from a machine in operation.
There was a supply closet in the laundry room. Linda Sue was hiding in it. She shared it with brooms, mops, pails, bottles of cleaning fluid and similar stuff.
The door was open a crack and her face was pressed to it so she could look into the room. The closet was dark, but there was plenty of light outside it.
Linda Sue heard something moving ... footsteps. She moved back a little deeper into the shadows of the supply closet.
A woman carrying a basket of dirty clothes entered the room. This was Lucy Lyncastle, a handsome and full-bodied black woman who worked as a servant for the family. She was a big-breasted brown Amazon with a magnificent bottom.
She had a round face, shrewd eyes. She wore a gray uniform with lace trimmings and a pair of white shoes with rubber soles and flat heels.
A neat, delicate lace maid's cap was pinned to the top of her tightly coiled black hair. She held the basket pressed against her bosom.
She set the basket down on top of one of the washers. Her massive breasts strained against the front of her uniform, making the buttons strain so that they threatened to pop. It was partly unbuttoned and drops of sweat gleamed on the rounded swellings of her heavy brown breasts.
For an instant, Linda Sue envied Lucy for her impressive bustline. Linda Sue's breasts were full and firm and pointed, but they weren't full and awe-inspiring, the way that Lucy's were. Linda Sue hoped that when she got older, her breasts would get bigger. Charlotte, her mother, had a full, lush bosom.
Lucy opened the lid of the machine. The load wasn't done yet. She turned and exited the room. Linda Sue assumed she was going to get more baskets of wash.
The laundry room was deserted - but not for long.
Linda Sue recognized some of her clothes in the basket. Good. Now she would find out the solution to the problem which was puzzling her.
During the last few weeks, she had been disturbed with the loss of certain intimate garments of hers. It wasn't until a few of them were lost that she began to notice a pattern.
First, a pair of her panties was missing from her drawer. She knew that it had been there, because she had seen it only the day before. And yet, the following morning, when she opened the drawer, her panties were gone.
A week or ten days later, another item was missing. This time, it was a chemise, a frilly bit of lingerie she liked to wear to bed.
She wondered if the items were being stolen. If so, who was the thief?
She didn't know when the third theft had taken place. It might have happened before the other two. She kept her old training bras and some panties she had outgrown, in the back of her bottom drawer. She was meaning to throw them out, but she somehow never quite got around to doing it.
One day soon after the disappearances of her undergarments started, she discovered that all of her training bras and too-small panties were missing.
Now she was positive that there was a thief in the mansion, but she didn't know who it was. She was sure it wasn't any of the servants. All of them had been with the family for years and were completely trustworthy.
Besides, the servants were all paid so generously that they would have had to be crazy to risk losing such a good job for such inexpensive items like her old panties. Linda Sue was certain it wasn't one of the servants.
Now, she found out the answer to mystery. Somebody entered the room.
It wasn't Lucy Lyncastle. It was a young man in his early teens. He had long brown hair and brown eyes. He was medium-sized, with a fine body.
He wore sneakers. He lifted them slowly and carefully and placed them down with equal care, so as not to make a sound. He looked nervously over his shoulder, back at the open doorway through which he had just entered. He glanced around the room.
He tiptoed over the laundry basket. He tilted it on its edge. A pair of lilac colored panties belonging to Linda Sue fluttered to the floor.
The youth bent over and picked up the panties. An absorbed, ecstatic expression came over his face. His eyes widened and he gasped with pleasure.
He held the panties to his face and inhaled deeply, his nose pressing against the crotch of the undergarments. He put his hand inside them and rubbed the panties against his fevered cheek. His eyes practically rolled in his head.
This, then, was the thief. It was Julian - her younger brother!
Linda Sue wasn't surprised to discover that it was him. She had suspected him all along, although she had been mystified about his motive for stealing the garments.
Julian's free hand, the one which wasn't holding the panties, dropped to his crotch. Linda Sue noticed the thick bulge in his trousers. He must have a massive erection! She choked back a gasp that was half-laughter and half-shocked amazement.
Julian grabbed his member through his pants and squeezed it.
Suddenly, Julian became crafty. The dazed, delirious expression on his face was replaced by one of cunning.
He spun around and hurried to the doorway. He disappeared from Linda Sue's sight for a minute. She guessed that he was going to the basement stairs to see if Lucy would return soon.
Julian came back a minute later. He seemed more relaxed, as though he thought he was safe. He leaned against a wall and reached for his zipper.
He thought he was alone in the room. He didn't know that his older sister was hiding in the supply closet and watching him with hot, shocked eyes.
Julian reached inside his open zipper and pulled his cock out of it. It wasn't covered by his undershorts. It was the real thing, a rigid rod of red flesh!
Linda Sue couldn't believe what she was seeing. She had really hit the jackpot this time! She and her brother often feuded and fought and she was always on the lookout for a good way to squelch him or bedevil him.
And now, almost on a silver platter, Julian had delivered Linda Sue the ultimate power. Now that she knew what he did with the panties, she could make Julian obey her every command, her every whim and he would do it. She knew that he would do anything, anything! to keep her from telling their parents about him.
And he was giving her even more red-hot ammunition. He wrapped her panties around his cock. His face was red and flushed. He swayed like a drunken man.
He wrapped his fist around his panty covered cock. He moved his fist back and forth, kneading and pulling his cock, rubbing it with the panties.
Suddenly Lucy Lyncastle stormed in. "What are you doing, boy?!"
Julian looked like he was having a fit. He staggered as he wildly whirled around. He saw Lucy hurrying toward him.
Blood drained from his face. He made a strangled, choking cry. Linda Sue's panties were still wrapped around his erect member.
Too late, he tried to cover himself. The youth was dwarfed by Lucy. She was bigger and stronger and taller than he was. She grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him.
Julian was so unnerved at being caught that he nearly became hysterical. He babbled frightened, jumbled phrases at Lucy.
Lucy backed him against the wall and held him pinned and squirming against it. She shook him so hard that his eyes crossed.
Lucy said, "I knew you've been up to something down here, Julian! This time, you're caught with your pants down! I got you where I want you now!"
She looked down at his erect cock. "What's that you got wrapped around your pecker, boy?" Lucy's strong brown hand pulled the panties off his penis.
"These belong to Linda Sue!" She shook the panties in front of the youth's face. "How you gonna explain this to your sister - and your momma and poppa?!"
Julian started to cry. "God, Lucy, please don't tell on me! Please!"
Lucy was silent. "Maybe I will tell and maybe I won't. That all depends on you, little boy." A cunning look came into her eyes.
Julian tried to push his still-erect penis back into his trousers. Lucy slapped his hand away. She said, "You already got yourself in a heap of trouble from touching yourself down there, boy. You just keep your hands to yourself!"
"Please, Lucy, let me cover myself! That's all I want to do!"
Lucy laughed. "Even if you cover yourself, you can't cover up what you did. Using your big sister's panties to jack off into! Ain't you ashamed of yourself?"
Julian looked like a trapped rat. "I don't know why I did it, Lucy! I - I couldn't help myself! Oh, please, please don't tell on me!"
Lucy put her hands on her wide hips and scowled down at him. "You realize the kind of mess you're in, don't you, boy? This ain't no little stuff we're talking about here! Your folks and your sister will think you're some kind of pervert!"
Julian started to sob. He covered his face with his hands and wept.
Lucy pulled his hands down to his sides. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, child. All I got to say is you're lucky it was me that found you and not one of the other servants. They'd-a run and told your momma right straight off."
Julian looked hopeful for the first time. "Does that mean that you're not going to tell on me, Lucy?"
"Don't put words into my mouth. You're lucky that I've got a soft spot for you, boy. I've helped raise you up from a kid. I ain't like some of these other folks. I've been around. I know a little something about boys with your special problems. Maybe I can help you, Julian. Maybe you can help me, too."
Julian said, "If you won't tell on me, Lucy, I - I'll get you some money. I can get some from my Granma, but it'll take a little time-"
"Don't be insulting, boy. I don't give a damn for your money. You keep talking like that and by God, I will tell on you!"
"I'm sorry, Lucy. It's just that I don't understand what you want."
"But I understand what you want, honey child," Lucy said.
She wrapped her brown hand around his cock. Julian, startled, gasped loudly. In the closet, Linda Sue's mouth hung open in astonishment.
Lucy said, "Now, just calm down and get a grip on yourself, child. Well no, don't do that - I got a good enough grip on you already. But you just calm down so we can talk this thing out right and proper."
The head of his cock was a deep rose color. She gripped his member so that the cock head jutted out of the top of her fist.
She said, "Who'd you always come to when you had a problem, Julian? Like when Linda Sue and her friends teased you, or some of the bigger boys at the playground picked on you? You didn't run to your momma. You came to Lucy. Lucy always takes good care of her little Julian. And you should have come to Lucy for this problem, too." She indicated the panties lying on the floor.
Julian moaned, "I couldn't, Lucy, I just couldn't! I couldn't tell you or anybody else about this - I don't even understand it myself!"
Lucy released his member. Her splendid buttocks rolled under the gray fabric of her maid's uniform as she went to the laundry room door.
Lucy closed the door and locked it. She returned to Julian, crowding him into a corner. She reached for his belt buckle and opened it.
Julian gasped, "What are you going to do, Lucy?!"
"You'll find out, child. And you'll love it, too. Didn't I tell you that Lucy will take good care of her little Julian? You've got to trust me, honey child."
"I trust you, Lucy."
"Then let's get the rest of these clothes off you."
Julian started to protest. Lucy silenced him by placing her finger across his lips. She said, "There's a whole lot better uses for that mouth than saying 'no', Julian. And I'm going to show them to you. You got to trust Lucy."
She opened his pants and pulled them down off his slender hips. They fell to his ankles. His member jutted out from his hips, bobbing and jerking.
Lucy looked down at his genitals. "You're growing up fast, honey. Lucy should've taken care of you' a while ago. But I'll make up for lost time."
She made him raise his arms over his head so that she could take off his shirt. His chest was thin and his torso was lean, with ribs showing under the pale skin. A light brown curly pubic patch surrounded his cock and balls.
Once more, Julian asked her what she was going to do.
She said, "You like girl's clothes. I know you do, so don't you dare deny it, or I'll give your little ass a whipping you'll never forget!"
"I love it!" Julian admitted. "I don't know why - but one time, just to see what it was like, I tried on a pair of Momma's panties. They felt so good against my body - so soft -they made me feel so good inside!"
"Well, that's just what I'm going to do for you, honey - make you feel all good inside. Better than you've ever felt before. And you're gonna do the same thing for Lucy." She went to the basket of laundry.
She rummaged through it and found a bra. It was one of Linda Sue's. It was a white bra with plain, unadorned cups and lace straps.
Lucy said, "Linda Sue's bigger than you, so you won't have no trouble getting into this, Julian. Hold out your arms and I'll dress you in it. I'm going to dress you up just like a little girl."
Stunned, confused, Julian offered no resistance. Lucy fit his arms through the shoulder straps of the bra. She made him turn his back to her.
Her thick brown fingers were surprisingly nimble as they hooked the back of the bra into position. A slow smile of pleasure grew on her face.
She caressed his chest. Her brown hands drifted across his flat tummy. "Look at you. You're so thin and your skin is so smooth, that you could pass for a girl with no trouble at all." She stroked his hips and his thighs.
She took a step back from him. Julian was still trembling, but not with fright. He trembled with eagerness. Lucy was calm, almost placid.
It wasn't hot in the closet, but Linda Sue was sweating. Sweat dripped into her staring eyes, stinging them. She blinked them to clear them.
Lucy said, "You know what you're gonna do, Julian? You're gonna get into my panties." She rested a hand on a washer to balance herself.
Julian gasped as she lifted her skirt. She raised it up past her thick waist. Beneath the skirt she wore a white slip and a pair of panties.
Her hips were massive, her thighs strong and stout. Her calves were shapely, with slender ankles. The white panties she wore were made of lace.
They were thin and stretched tautly across her hips. They were semi-transparent and the hair of her thick black bush could be seen through them. The panties were so tight, that her pussy was clearly outlined against the fabric.
She pulled down her panties. Her bush was a black triangle on her brown hips. It was thick and full and reached half-way to her belly. Her pussy lips were thick and fleshy and were dark and soft.
She went to Julian and dangled the panties in front of his face.
"I been wearing these panties all day, honey," she said. "My juices are all over them. Can't you smell them?" She held the panty crotch under his nose.
Julian breathed deeply. His face was flushed and hot. His knees buckled and he looked like he might faint in ecstasy.
"They're wonderful," Julian gasped, "they're so wonderful!"
"You're going to put them on." She let the dangling panties brush caressingly against his shoulders, then his chest, before giving them to him.
Julian started to get into them. By mistake, he began to get into them backward, by Lucy quickly enlightened him as to the correct method.
"You'll know all about things like that, with Lucy as your teacher."
Julian was almost cross-eyed with delight as he pulled the panties on his body. Lucy was such a big woman that the panties were baggy and oversized in him and hung in folds. His erect cock bulged against the panties.
Julian pressed his hands against his penis. He looked like he was in a trance. His tiny pink nipples became erect. They looked like buttons pasted on his chest.
Lucy pulled something out of the laundry basket. It was a cloth sash for a bathrobe. She told Julian to put his hands behind his back.
"Why, Lucy? What are you going to do?"
"For a boy who was caught jacking himself off with his sister's panties, you sure ask a lot of questions. I should tan your hide, but I'm too sweet on you for that. But if you want to stay on my good side, you'll do what Lucy says."
"I trust you, Lucy." Julian put his hands behind his back, as she commanded.
She put her broad hands on his shoulders and turned him around so that his back was to her. She crossed his wrists then bound them together with the sash.
When she was done, she turned him around so that once again he faced her.
She said, "I tied your hands so you couldn't play with your pecker. I know what you need, Julian and I'm gonna give it to you good, but only if you do what I say. The first time that you sass me, or give me a hard time, I'm gonna have a nice long chat about your problems with your Grandma. Your momma is kind of soft-hearted, but your grandmother's from the old school. She'll have someone fetch her a hickory stick and she'll whip your butt so bad you won't be able to sit down for weeks! I got something on you, Julian and don't never forget it!"
Lucy looked around the laundry room. A three-legged wooden stool was tucked away in a dark corner. Lucy got it and brought it to the center of the room.
She went over to Julian. Her breasts rubbed his chest. She moved against him. His hard member stood straight up between the two of them, sandwiched between Lucy's hips and Julian's belly. Lucy reached behind him and rested her hands on his bottom. The teenager squirmed with excitement,
Lucy said, "Remember when you were a little boy? I'd sit you on my lap and you'd put your arms around my neck and cover my face with kisses. Well, now that you all are growing up, there's other, sweeter pleasure for you."
Holding his head in her hands, she crushed her lips against his. He moaned and she thrust her fat pink tongue into his open mouth. She tasted his saliva. Their tongues fenced, rubbing and entwining. Her hands roamed freely over his trembling body, fondling him, stroking and teasing.
She broke the kiss. He was hot and breathless. She ground her hips into his, rubbing them against his quivering, stiffly erect penis.
She stepped back from him. "It's gonna be just like old times, Julian. You're going to cover Lucy with your sweet kisses. Only this time, they're not going to be on my mouth, honey. No, I've got something much better for you to kiss."
She pulled up her skirt and slip, so she was naked below the waist. She was full-bodied, with wide hips. Her buttocks were full and plump, but not fat. She was a big woman, but there was too much strength in her body for it to be fat.
She moved the stool next to the wall and sat down on it. Her bottom was so big, that the edges of her buttocks hung over the rim of the seat.
She spread her legs wide, exposing her dark pussy. She put her hand between her legs and stroked herself. "Come to Lucy, Julian, honey."
Obediently he hurried to her, halting when he was a few feet away. She rested her massive hands on his slender hips.
She said, "I want you to do something for Lucy to show her how much you love her. I want you to get on your knees and give me a great big kiss - right between the legs! If you do me real nice, I'll do something extra-special sweet for you!"
"Oh, Lucy, I love you!" Julian knelt on the floor. He stared at Lucy's pussy, never before having had the chance to see a woman's sexual organs so closely.
He closed his eyes and shyly kissed her pussy.
"Aren't you the sweetest thing!" she sighed. "Now, keep your eyes open, 'cause you got a lot to learn about how a woman is made and how to pleasure her with your mouth. You all can start by kissing my pussy all over."
Julian planted dozens of little kisses on her fleshy pussy lips. The labia were softer than flower petals. The youth rubbed his cheeks against her bush.
He sighed, "Lucy, you smell so good and you taste so good!"
"You can taste me some more. Stick out your tongue - all the way out, like you were sticking it out at your sister to sass her - that's the way."
"Now, Julian, you keep your tongue out and you lick all up and down my pussy. Do it nice and slow to start with. All the other servants are busy, so there ain't nobody here to interrupt us. Ummmm, honey, that's the way."
"Keep licking, baby ... aaaah, that's nice. So nice. But don't stop. Just imagine that you're polishing up my pussy with your tongue. You've got to make those pussy lips shine, boy! Ummmm - ummm, that's nice!"
As she spoke, Lucy's breathing became deeper and heavier. Her massive breasts slowly rose and fell. Her voice thickened with pleasure.
"Okay, Julian, that's enough of that. You licked the outside of my pussy real good. Now, you're gonna go deeper. You're gonna lick me inside, honey. Yes. Just like a bee dipping into a flower to get some of that sweet nectar. Well, I got some nectar of my own for you. Stick your tongue in there and you can taste it."
From Linda Sue's position in the closet, she had a full view of the action. She could see Lucy leaning her broad back against the wall. Her brown legs were stretched wide open. Julian's slender white body knelt at her feet. His face was pressed against her pussy. Lucy fondled his shoulders and kept his head between her legs. Julian's bound hands rested on the small of his back. His legs were folded and his soft white bottom rested on the backs of his heels.
Julian burrowed his tongue into Lucy's pussy. Her pussy lips spread to the sides, exposing the bright, sea-shell pink of her inner membranes.
She was like a tropical rain forest inside her pussy, hot and steamy and musky. Julian had never smelled a sweeter perfume.
Lucy said, "That's real good, Julian. You're doing Lucy fine, just fine. You always were sharp as a tack and you're doing this real good."
She lifted his head from her pussy. Her juices were smeared on his face. He looked up at her, puzzled by the interruption.
"I got to show you something, honey child," she explained. She put her fingers on her pussy lips and pulled them to the sides, spreading them wide open.
Julian stared with hot fascination as Lucy displayed her clitoris to him. The fleshy button was large and throbbing.
She said, "You see that, honey? That's my clit. What that is, it's like the trigger of a gun. That's what you've got to lick. I want you to run your tongue over that and keep on licking, just like you were working on a piece of candy, just licking it on down. That feels better to me than just about anything else."
Julian learned his lesson well. Delicately he pressed his tongue tip on the clitoris. He felt the fleshy button throbbing. He began at too rapid and rough a rate and Lucy had to tell him to slow down. He moved his tongue more slowly.
His tongue work began to take effect on Lucy. Now that he had the hang of the process, she stopped issuing her verbal commands and sat back to enjoy her pleasure. Soon sweat trickled down her moon face. Her eyes were heavy-lidded. Her mouth opened. Her breasts trembled. Muscles flexed in her brown thighs.
Linda Sue's mouth was dry. Although she was too absorbed in watching Julian service Lucy to notice it, Linda Sue's nipples were hard and throbbing.
Her pussy tingled. It felt like it was dripping wet inside. She wanted to touch herself and make the tingling stop. But she didn't dare risk giving away her concealment by making a noise, so she remained motionless.
Lucy wasn't motionless. Her hand was on Julian's head, guiding it. Dark circles of sweat could be seen under her arms.
She sighed and gasped. Julian continued working his tongue. Lucy said through clenched teeth, "Don't stop now, child! Whatever you do, don't stop now!"
She came. She pressed his head hard against her pussy. She lifted her buttocks off the chair and ground her pussy against the boy's open mouth.
Her face scrunched up, like it was being compressed under heavy pressure. A groaning gasp was forced out of her as she climaxed.
She lifted his mouth from her pussy. She leaned back against the wall, filling her lungs with air. Her legs stretched open.
Julian sat obediently at her feet, like a little lap dog waiting for the next command. He licked his lips, loving the taste of her.
Finally, she opened her eyes and looked down at him.
Julian said, "Did I do right, Lucy? Did I pleasure you?"
She smiled weakly. "You surely did, child. You sure pulled my trigger. Oh, you're gonna need a heap of practice to get really good at it. Don't worry. Lucy's gonna make sure that you get more practice at it than you can handle."
She stood up. Her skirt and slip dropped down, covering her pussy.
"I promised that if you were good to me, then I'd do something real sweet for you, Julian," Lucy said. "Lucy never breaks a promise. You sit your cute little fanny down on the stool, right where I was sitting."
She assisted him. She took his arms and helped him stand up. She pulled down his panties, rolling them to the tops of his thighs. His rigid erection had remained rock-hard throughout his oral service of Lucy's pussy.
He sat down on the stool, his hands bound behind him. Lucy found a towel and put it on the floor in front of him, then knelt down on it. The floor was hard and she didn't want to make her knees sore.
She gripped his hard cock. "You pleasured me with your mouth and now I'll return the favor. Lucy knows all the tricks and I'll teach all of them to you. You all can think of this as a kind of sneak preview - a little taste of what you'll really get the first time I can get you alone for a long time."
She licked her thick lips, wetting them. She lowered her head and wrapped her lips around his organ. She took the stiff penis deep into her mouth.
Julian gasped and squirmed. Lucy rubbed his cock head against the slippery roof of her mouth. She slurped and swirled her tongue around his cock head.
She wetly sucked him. Her head bobbed up and down on his pole. His shaft was oiled with her saliva. She fondled his thighs and his balls as she sucked.
Julian's face was ecstatic. He couldn't believe his good fortune.
He was so excited, that he couldn't hold back for very long. He moaned breathlessly. His legs were taut, so that the muscles stood out. His toes were curled. Lucy's head moved up and down on his member.
He cried out loudly as he came. Lucy gulped down his semen as it gushed out of his cock head. Her mouth milked him dry.
Julian fell back against the wall, drained and exhausted and moaning.
After a moment, Lucy took the member out of her mouth. Her tongue flicked out to lick up the last drops of semen as they oozed from his cock head.
When no more semen appeared, she stood up. Julian babbled his thanks and his eternal gratitude and loyalty to her as she untied his hands.
Lucy kissed him. Julian showed no hesitation in kissing the mouth in which his penis had just shot semen. This pleased Lucy and she told him so.
Julian said, "I'll do anything you want me to do, Lucy. Anything!"
Linda Sue could well believe it.
Lucy said, "I'm gonna have to take my panties back now, Julian. If I had another pair with me, I'd let you wear them all day. But don't you fret none. I'm gonna get you a whole mess of panties, just specially for you. Panties and bras and slips and all kinds of lovely clothes. When I'm off-duty, I'm gonna have you come to my room. I'm gonna dress you up in all kinds of outfits and then I'm gonna do all kinds of things to you. You know the kinds of things I mean."
She fondled her pussy and squeezed his penis, so he couldn't possibly mistake her meaning.
She took off the panties and put them back on her hips. She removed the bra and put it back in the laundry basket. Julian got dressed.
Lucy said, "You go on up to your room and take a nice hot bath. And no more stealing your sisters panties! If you do, I'm going to give you an ass whipping!"