Chapter 8

Rick was very happy when Emma emerged from the party with Jack and Donna Steel, a set of tow-headed, seventeen-year-old twins. He liked them both right away.

Their hair was so blond it was nearly white. They were both happy kids, probably, Rick thought, because they had been screwing each other for a year, and maybe more.

Even though the Steel kids were twins and had similar small frames and bone structure, there was no doubt that Jack was the boy and Donna the girl. Jack had definite masculine characteristics in the way he stood, walked, the tilt of his head. The gleam in his eyes. Donna was soft and purring and her nearly-white hair fell freely over her back. They smiled a lot and laughed and carried on like lovers who were more than willing to allow others to penetrate their inner circle, but the other person would have to understand that afterward it would be Jack and Donna again.

As they slowly walked along the dunes toward the resort area and the exclusive roadway known as Fisherman's Walk, Rick asked jack why he seemed to feel so free with his twin sister, something that was completely forbidden even though the yearning was never denied.

"An accident," Jack said. "It was the week after we turned sixteen. We'd been fooling around with each other since we were about twelve, usual kid stuff you know. A feel here and there, long looks when the other supposedly wasn't looking, sneaking around trying to catch the other one in the shower."

Donna's voice was high and singing. "Remember the time you watched me from the tree house?"

"Never forget it," Jack said.

Rick was surprised to hear them because never before had he heard kids talk so freely and openly about sex.

Donna continued. "We had a tree house outside my bedroom window when we were little kids. We never took it down, even though we never played in it anymore. One afternoon when I was fourteen I locked the door to my room, put on my only two-piece bathing suit and went through the whole bit. I kneeled in the middle of the room and sucked on a half-peeled banana, pretending there was a guy standing over me, making me do it. Like it was his prick, see. You'd be surprised how much sucking on a banana is like doing a job on some guy's dick."

"No, I wouldn't," said Emma.

"When I got tired of that," Donna said, "I pretended the guy ripped off the bottom of my suit and I took it off and lay over the bed with what was left of the banana still in my mouth. Pretending now that there were two guys and I had to suck one while the other fucked me. I didn't have anything to use that I really wanted to shove in my virgin cunt, so I just let my fingers do the walking."

Jack said, "She didn't know I'd gone up to the tree-house. I had a stash of sex books there and used to go up every so often to read them and see how long my dick was. I really got turned on watching her suck on that banana but when she took off her bottom and started wriggling her bare ass all over the bed I almost went crazy. I jerked off three times before she finished."

"But you didn't see me naked," she laughed, "did you?"

"No. That was the damnedest thing. As close as we lived together, I never saw her totally naked from about the time we were two or three and the folks let us take baths together. Once they stopped that we couldn't even get close to each other. I managed to catch flashes of her, a tit now and then, maybe a thigh, and then that day in the tree house I saw her ass and her hairs but not her tits at the same time."

"I hadn't seen you, either," she said. "Don't let anybody think I wasn't trying, though. I saw you that time you changed on the beach, but you had your pants up so fast it was only a flash, about a second, and since it was dark I couldn't really see a thing. You can't count that."

Rick laughed. He walked with his arm around Emma, his fingers tweaking her right nipple. "How did you finally get it together if you never saw each other naked?"

"Like I said," Jack continued, "an accident. Don't forget, we'd been told all our lives that that was forbidden, impossible, that it would either drive us both crazy or get us locked up in jail. Parents will tell a twin brother and sister anything to keep them away from each other. But I think every set of twins wants to do it, and more succeed than fail, I bet.

"But we finally made it, almost by accident, about a week after we were sixteen. Donna had a baby-sitting job and since I had just gotten my driver's license the folks let me drive the car across town to pick her up. It was about ten-thirty when I got there and the people she was working for were late. She had gone through their bathroom and found some rubbers and she gave one to me and told me I should use it if I ever found a girl who would let me have sexual intercourse with her."

Donna was laughing. "That's really what I said. `Sexual intercourse!"

"Anyway, Donna knew that was about as hopeless as my winning the lottery, but she was a little more advanced at sixteen than I was and she definitely had something in mind."

Donna said, "What I did was to call home and tell the folks that Jack had gotten there all right and they didn't have to worry about the car, but the people I was baby-sitting for were late. I asked them what should we do. Naturally they said just to wait till the people got home, that Jack should wait too and we could come home together afterwards. The people came home by eleven, and jack and I left, but we didn't go home."

Jack added, "Since she had called home, the folks didn't expect us until midnight or so."

"We made the best of it," Donna said.

"We drove past the dump grounds to that old dock by the beach there. You know where I mean?"

Emma and Rick both nodded. At one time or another every kid in the area had parked there; it was popular with kids too young to rent motel rooms.

Jack continued the story. The big houses along Fisherman's Walk were appearing up ahead so he hurried to get the story told before they arrived at their "job."

"Nobody was parked there that night, it was winter. Foggy as hell. So anyway, we, parked and Donna undressed in the back seat while I took my clothes off in the front. When I climbed over the seat to be with her, she had put the rubber on the ledge under the back window. I turned on the overhead light so we could at last see each other totally naked and we examined each other checking out where we were the same and where we were different. I had a hard-on like a flagpole, but I couldn't get over Donna's tits, how instead of like mine just laying on her chest hers seemed to raise up and grow and the nipples were just right, perfect, just so." He made two little pinching motions with his fingers.

Donna said, "The first time I touched his cock I couldn't believe how big it was, and probably in my subconscious I remembered how little it had been when we were babies taking baths together and I wasn't ready for how big it was. But did I love it. I knew it was supposed to be that big, and hard, but I couldn't believe it really was. It turned me on, let me tell you."

Emma asked, "Did you suck him, that first night?"

"No, I wanted to, but we were pretty shy even though we touched every part of our bodies. I helped him put the rubber on. We had to figure out how it went, first of all. Once we got it on I held his balls and that was very nice, holding his balls." She gave her brother a playful nudge on the arm. "It was fun, wasn't it? That first time?"

"It's always fun, Sis, but I had a good time that night. We were finally getting it together even though we were just fumbling around starkers in the back seat. Finally I figured out that we had to lay down. I automatically started kissing her nipples and ran my hand up and down her snatch. I didn't know where to put my fingers but when she spread her knees I just sort of slipped in. She was very wet down there and my fingers just went to the right place. I got between her legs and my cock just ,naturally went in there too."

"I helped," Donna said, acting as if her feelings were hurt. "I held it, pointed it at the right angle."

"Hell, yes, I'd still be bumping around down there if you hadn't pointed me right. She was a virgin and . . . hell, we were both virgins. We got each other's cherry that night."

"How many times did you come that night, Jack?" Emma asked. She seemed to think it was a kind of contest.

"Just once. I wasn't smart enough to know we could have fucked till my cock wouldn't stand up anymore. We didn't catch onto that until later."

"He was fantastic that night," Donna said, defending her brother. "He didn't come for about twenty minutes. I thought that was how it always was, so I didn't know anything, just took it for granted and rode his cock until I almost couldn't stand it anymore. He made me come I don't know how many times. It was incredible. I couldn't stop and he just kept fucking me."

Jack explained. "I didn't know how long I was supposed to go. I thought it was normal that I wasn't getting off for so long, and Donna was enjoying it so much that I just held on and' keep screwing. It wasn't hard getting into her since she had stretched her maidenhead so much by jacking off. And once I was in I kept thinking about the damn rubber and if it was going to come off. I was sort of scared too, screwing my own twin sister and liking it so much. Finally when I did come it had built up for a long time."

"I could feel him getting close," she said. "My own orgasms had started again and I pushed up against him as hard as I could, squeezed his cock with my cunt, tried to hold onto it so he couldn't pull it back and forth. I pushed my ass up off the car seat."

"That was what did it for me. Once she pushed up off that seat, pushing her cunt down over my cock, I felt all the floodgates breaking at once and I just fucking well exploded."

"I started to cry when he stopped coming, it was so wonderful."

"It kind of scared us, it was just so incredibly fantastic. We cleaned up and went right home. Good thing, because the folks were waiting up and Dad was about ready to call the people Donna had been baby-sitting for to see if we were all right. We just said they got home late, and everything was fine."

Donna said, "The next day I went to the doctor, made him promise not to tell Mother, and got a prescription for the pill. I started it that day and that very night, while the folks were sitting on the front porch watching the sprinkler go round and round, Jack came into my room and we fucked standing up in the closet, his pants around his ankles and my shorts hanging around one knee. He came right away that time, it was so exciting. After the folks were in bed he snuck back into my room and we fucked on the floor. It took him a long time then, like the first time."

"I liked fucking without a rubber. That was what got me the time in the closet, how slick you were, how easy I went into you."

"Now we do it whenever we can and it depends on the circumstances how fast Jack will take to come. He can come in ten seconds if he has to, like the time in the kitchen, or almost half an hour if we have the time."

"The time in the kitchen," Jack explained, "I was just sitting on my chair minding my own business and Donna came over and sat on me. She didn't have any panties on so I slipped my cock out of my pants and it was hard right away and she sat on it and in about ten seconds I was pumping away. The folks were watching TV in the next room."

"What if you got caught?" Emma asked.

Donna said, "I think the folks know we're screwing. They suspect it, at least. Probably they don't want to know. But we don't do anything like that kitchen deal anymore. Too risky. I think if the folks caught us they'd send Jack away to boarding school."

They walked along Fisherman's Walk.

Mrs. Witherdine might have owned the hilltop that overlooked the resort, but she did not own any of the houses along this exclusive section. These houses were owned by people whose ancestors had been whaling captains and wealthy merchants who had kept their money. If such a breed of monopolists existed, they were even richer than Mrs. Witherdine and more reclusive.

Emma led them through a narrow passageway in a tall hedge, to the side entrance of one of the big old houses. A skinny maid who walked on toothpick legs and silent, slippered feet and looked like a survivor from the Depression let them inside.

Without uttering a word, the maid led them along a narrow corridor that looked to Rick very much like a secret passageway. All the maid lacked to be a sinister figure in a mad-scientist movie was a dripping candle. She motioned for Jack and Rick to use one room, and the girls to go into another.

She poured the boys each a small glass of peach cordial, then went away with the girls.

"What goes on?" Rick asked.

"Be patient," jack said. "She's got to let the hostess know we're here. I was in on one of these once before. Every so often they get a few kids in here and let them screw while whoever owns the house watches from behind a one-way mirror. They can see us but all we can see are the mirrors. And you don't know which mirror it is, because the walls are all mirror."

"Oh oh," Rick said. "I don't know if I'm going to like this."

"You'll like it. Donna can fuck all right, and suck, man she can suck like a vacuum cleaner. She'll make you happy even if Emma doesn't."

"She started to go down on me tonight, then brought me along here. How is she?"

"I don't know," Jack said. "We've never got it off together, but I always wanted to. I look forward to fucking her tonight. She's about seventeen, too, isn't she?"

"I think so," Rick said. At twenty, he was beginning to feel like an old timer.

"Don't worry about anything," Jack told him. "You won't have any problem once we get in that room. With all those mirrors it's like you're fucking a dozen girls at the same time. You'll like it."

The maid returned, came into the room without knocking. She handed each of the boys a long white silk scarf and a thin elastic band. "Please disrobe," she said with a creaky voice, "and wear these as breechcloths." She spoke as dispassionately as if she were asking whether they wanted hot or tepid water in their bath.

Jack shrugged his shoulders and started to strip.

Rick looked at the maid who stood still as if she had no intention of leaving the room before seeing that they were properly clad. Rick hesitated at opening his belt in front of her, then remembered the rules of the very rich: the help was there to help, and any other time they were invisible. Off went his shoes and down came his pants. When he was naked, he slipped the elastic band up his legs and over b is hips, then threaded the long scarf between his legs and under the band, slipping his privates into a pouch at his crotch. Then he looked at the maid who was watching Jack adjust his cock in his breechcloth.

Jack saw her looking at his dick and asked, "Like what you see?" His pubic hair was very light colored, like the hair on his head, and Rick wondered what his twin sister would look like.

The maid spoke out of her thin throat. "Oh yes, I like what I see, young man, but don't be so proud of it, it won't last forever." She stood politely by the door, waiting patiently.

When Jack was ready, the boys nodded to her and she opened the door to let them proceed.

Rick thought they looked like white, young and muscular Indians. The bands around their waists were about halfway between navel and cock. The long scarfs hung low between their legs, down to their knees both in front and back. They smiled at each other and followed the maid down the hallway to another door which she opened and motioned for the boys to enter.

"Here we are," jack said, gesturing for Rick to go in first. "Heaven, here on earth."

As Rick stepped into the mirrored room, he was struck by the image of a dozen girls waiting for him. They all looked naked and for a brief second he thought it was true that there really were a dozen and that they were naked, but the following split second revealed to him that they were dressed as he was, with only a long white silk scarf between their legs, threaded through an elastic band worn very low on their hips. They were naked from the side, from their ankles to the swell of their ass to their hair. Dozens of breasts, nipples, twisted Rick's head to find the real girl and in the following split second he knew there were only two, Emma and Donna, one with brown hair and the other with nearly white hair.

They laughed at his momentary consternation, then stepped forward to greet the boys as Jack closed the door behind himself.

Rick realized that there was no way out of the room. The door itself had a mirror on its reverse side and no handle. Once closed, it could only be found and opened from the other side.

He was locked in with Jack and the girls and he was happy to be here.

Emma stepped off the wide, flat floor mattress and walked toward Rick. Jack crossed to Donna and wrapped his arms around his naked sister. Rick watched Emma's smooth, tanned thighs, the way the scarf caught between her knees and clung to the mound between her legs. Her breasts bounced only a slight degree as she walked, the nipples on the pointed ends quivering. When she reached him she touched his bare arms, his chest and his sides. She touched his naked hips.

He reached for her but she said, "Not yet, wait."

She touched down his bare legs, sliding her hands back up through his crotch, over his fast-hardening cock, up his bare stomach and chest to his neck. "Don't touch me yet," she said. "Don't worry. They can't hear us. They can see us, but the sound doesn't carry through."

Rick was relieved that he could say anything he wanted, but he was still uncomfortable about being watched by someone he did not know. For all he did know, there might have been a dozen uniformed policemen on the other side of the mirror waiting for him to do something illegal to Emma, or to Donna. And maybe as soon as Jack's cock touched his twin sister's forbidden flesh the cops would break through the mirrors and arrest them all. But the idea of Emma and Donna being in such splendid view like this, the many-sided reflections of their young, almost naked bodies, made Rick forget his discomfiture and sink into the rapture of the night.

Later, he could hardly believe that the following two hours were real. That it had actually happened. He remembered it the rest of his life.

He half wanted to watch Jack and Donna because, despite his wide experience, he had never seen anyone else screwing. Once he had gotten a piece in the front seat of a car while a buddy and another girl made it in the back, but he had never watched them. While Emma exchanged her fingers on his body for her Iips and began kissing down his side, exciting Rick until his prick made a huge bulge in the front of his white breechcloth, he watched Donna performing the same dance across her brother's body.

Donna's tits were fuller than Emma's. They rose off her young chest like ripening tomatoes and the nipples were hard and erect, sucking some of the brown circles off the tips. Her white hair fell down her back almost to where her ass swelled, almost long enough to see a part of the white silk caught so seductively between her legs. She crouched in front of her brother and began sliding the silk from between his legs and when his cock bounded into view, hard and long, strangely red to the eye after the white . of the scarf, she opened her sweet little mouth and went over it.

That was all Rick saw, as he did not want to wait any longer.

He put his thumbs on Emma's closed eyes, then skimmed the tips down her cheeks, her throat, her chest, to her nipples. Her tits, pointed as they were, still pointed up. She started to kneel in front of him again and touched the bulging part of his breechcloth, but he took her by her bare upper arms and led her to the floor mattress. "My turn," he said. He no longer cared what invisible faces were watching. He didn't care if an army of policemen were hidden behind the mirrors, or if everybody in the resort were watching in shock. He wanted Emma badly, he wanted her tits and cunt and ass and mouth and he wanted to finish with her so he could have Jack's twin sister. He wanted Donna's hard body, her firm muscles, he wanted to feel her thighs wrapping his hips, his head. He felt hunger for youth, for fucking.

He did not let Emma take off his breechcloth. Instead, he laid her down on her back and sucked first on one nipple, then the other, holding her wrists above her head. Then, still holding her wrists, he kissed down her stomach. When he rammed his tongue into her navel, she twisted her legs to the side, curling from her hips. Rick let go of one wrist, fingered his way down her naked side where he touched the inside of her right thigh and separated her legs.

He looked up once to her face. She was happy, waiting, her mouth open in a semi-smile waiting for what he would do.

He parted her thighs with both hands. While she stroked his hair, Rick gathered some of the silk stretched over her Venus mound between his teeth, carefully avoiding catching' any of her hair, and began pulling it free. It slid easily from under the elastic band. When he had most of it free, he could not only see glimpses of her dark cunt hair but could also smell the moist aroma rising from where it had been captured by the silk. He thought he saw her cunt pulsate as he went down again to gather another bunch between his teeth and finally the silk pulled loose in front and Emma had only the scarf draped through the elastic over her ass.

Rick didn't care about that. In fact, it made her more sexy to have the white, slick material draped there, framing her hot, slightly moist cunt waiting surrounded by pubic hair. She lay on her back, with her knees in the air, and Rick's hands 'slid down her thighs so his thumbs could touch the lips of her cunt. He spread her open and his eyes feasted on the delightful pink folds he found inside. Her clit was hard, throbbing, and as his lips went down into her steaming gash she raised her hips, tightening her thighs, and she grasped him around his ears as his tongue licked the most sensitive part of her body.

She came at once, as if she had been waiting for him to give her such a kiss. Moisture flowed from her cunt, soaking Rick's mouth and cheeks and making him want even more. She pulled his hair, something that had always turned him on, and he raised her ass with his hands, his mouth glued to her reeking cunt, and his tongue darted fast against her clit, in and out, in and out, licking, slurping, loving, tasting, kissing, giving and taking. He thought no more of Jack and Donna, or of the invisible hosts behind the mirror. He yearned only for a longer tongue, a tongue as long as his prick so he could really fuck her with it.

He parted the cheeks of her ass with his fingers. Shudders moaned up and down her body. She cried and gasped. He thrust his tongue farther and farther into her cunt, slipping each time over her clit, pushing against it, forcing Emma into constant waves of delight she could neither stop nor come down from.

Jack, in the meantime, had stripped the white scarf from between Donna's legs so both twins were naked except for the thin elastic band around their waists. With his prick still in his sister's mouth, he lay down over her as she parted her legs and he did as Rick, kissing the cunt of his sweet twin and bringing her, with his tongue licking her out, to a rolling, hard, teenage orgasm.

When Rick slowed his tongue, giving Emma a final thrust into her cunt, he stroked her thighs slowly and evenly to bring her down from the heights. As she subsided, he stood over her on the mattress and hooking his fingers in the elastic waistband pushed the white silk breechcloth down, slid the band over his hips down his legs. He stood naked over Emma, his cock standing out from his groin thick and hard and long, the only one of the four kids to be entirely naked, without even a waist-band.

Emma reached up and wrapped her hand around his still cock, then, seemingly using it for a handhold, she pulled herself up until she could slip it between her lips, sucking it far into her throat. Then, still holding onto it with her mouth, she lay back down as Rick kneeled over her.

He pulled out of her mouth and moved down between her spread thighs. As he wiped the swollen head through Emma's thick bush surrounding its pink, pulsating target, he glanced at Donna and saw her crouching over her brother, her bands between her legs spreading her cunt lips as jack guided his cock up into her. As it disappeared, Donna rolled her head back, her white hair reaching almost to the floor over her ass. Then she lowered herself on Jack's thighs, took his cock all the way, and Rick could see no more except the humping of their bodies.

He glanced down between himself and Emma and saw his own prick disappearing into her bush, gliding easily into the hole she had so willingly prepared. He felt the wet sides of her cunt, felt it pulling him, yearning for him, sucking him inside.

It took only a few minutes of stroking for Rick to reach his zenith. Emma clutched at his ass, spreading his cheeks, as Rick stood on his toes and rested the weight of his body on the palms of his hands. He did not touch her body anywhere else, just at the crotch, and he kept banging his prick into her as fast as he could. Waves passed over her body and she wriggled as she had when he performed so well with his mouth\ but the waves seemed stronger this time, as if they came from deeper within her body. When she sensed that Rick was getting close, she whispered, gasped in his ear, "When you want to come, pull out of me. Let them see you coming. They want to see it."

Her voice slowed Rick for another minute. He imagined the invisible faces watching, though, and his heights came roaring back, flooding his ears, and he fucked his ass into her, whipping her, the cheeks of his ass held tight as he neared the edge, as Emma grasped them even harder to pull them apart, to hold him far up inside her. He pumped harder, faster, thrust further up her cunt until he thought he must be banging her heart. Maybe, he thought, if he pumped hard enough his come could spurt out of her mouth. He pumped fast, hard, in and out, in and out, until he felt himself breaking over the edge and he whipped his cock out of her, still holding his body in the air on his toes and palms, and he thrust his hips forward over her mound, between her legs, as his come spurted out, out in long fast loops to her tits, her chin, long lines of white streaking her belly and over her nipples. Emma moved under him quickly and caught his cock in her mouth and sucked the rest of it out of him, pumping on his cock until his spasms were finished, his cock relaxed.

Jack and Donna, finished themselves, were sitting up watching Rick's performance. When Rick collapsed at the side of the happy Emma, Donna crept over to him and swept his face and chest with the long hair that fell over her neck and young tits. She kissed Rick's nipples. She kissed down his stomach to his belly button. With one hand she played with his balls. His cock began to stiffen again, as she rolled it back and forth with her thumb.

Jack rolled over to Emma, the girl he had never screwed but wanted to. He kissed her mouth by way of introducing his friendly notions, then urged her to stand on her hands and knees and he knelt behind her, reached between her spread legs, opening her cunt, and he guided his swiftly rising cock into her. Donna and Rick watched him ease inside, watched Emma squirm back toward her animal lover. Jack wrapped an arm around her waist and fondled her cunt in front, his ass beginning to pump away at her from behind.

Rick turned his attentions to Donna.

Her small, girlish face smiled down at him. He enjoyed the cool sensations of her feminine fingers on his balls and when she began slowly to stroke up the shaft of his cock he raised his head enough to suck one of her fine nipples between his teeth. He let her go abruptly, urged her to lie down, and when she did he rolled her onto her stomach.

He studied her smooth back, the way her hair fell in piles around her neck. He moved his fingers down her spine to the crack of her ass. She was a fine-looking girl, with tight but swelling cheeks on her ass. Rick examined where her ass tucked under to become long strong thighs that led down to the tender coverts behind her knees. He stroked the calves of her legs, then back up the rear of her thighs to her ass and he petted the smooth round cheeks, then slid one hand into the warm place between her legs and he worked a finger into her cunt from behind. He held one of her legs and turned her over, keeping his hand in her cunt, and he kissed the inside of her thighs, all the time continuing to stroke her cunt. He found her clit with his middle finger and petted it.

She was still moist from where her juices had flowed around her brother's dick, along with some of his come still inside her since he had been unable to pull out in time to entertain the hosts. Rick crossed her strong, large Venus mound with his lips, tasted her smells, biting her hair.

He raised her ass with his hands and kissed down the length of her vulva, his tongue darting into her cunt from top to bottom and back to the top.

Her body was setting him on fire. She was extremely small compared to her twin who, being male, was much more muscular. Rick wanted to get his cock into her body and he did not want to pull out when his seed began to burst.

Without hesitating, he took his tongue from her cunt and passed it to her mouth. He filled the empty place between her thighs with his cock, worked it slowly far up into her, probing her secret places. When he was fully into her, he gathered her into his arms and rose to his knees, keeping her impaled on his cock, then he rose to his feet.

He spun slowly around, being careful not to lose his balance. Donna cried, "It's too much, I can't take it, oh God give it to me. Give me more."

She squirmed down against his hips to drive even more of his cock into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and allowed the weight of her body to drive her down onto him. She was open enough that Rick thought if it was physiologically possible he could have gotten his balls into her as well as the entire length of his thick cock.

Jack and Emma turned from their own fucking to watch.

Donna let her head fall back and her hair swept the floor. She relaxed her grip on his neck and held tight to his upper arms. Rick held her by the small of her back, her ass pushed hard against his balls, her thighs riding high on the front of his stomach.

Rick began thrusting motions with his hips, shoving further into her as she squirmed down on him. She cried, her mouth gasped open, her eyes became unfocused as her own orgasms released pent-up blood all over her body. She rode it out, brought it up again, and passed beyond to somewhere she had never been before.

Rick kept pumping with his hips. The walls of her cunt gripped him tightly, a smooth silk and soaking cunt taking all of his cock he could swell inside her and his second orgasm came faster and harder than his first. He began spitting far further into Donna than anyone ever had before.

There was no doubt on Jack and Donna's mind, nor could there be any in the eyes of the invisible hosts, that they were seeing the emptying of a young man's seminal fluids, the spasmodic shooting off into the most gorgeous, tightest girl Rick had had his cock into in months, and that his cock had swelled almost to bursting before his balls broke and he shot her full.

As he lowered Donna and himself back to the mattress, his own come began oozing out of her cunt, over his balls.

Rick pulled out of her and lay on his back. Donna hovered over him with her hands holding her hair out of the way and she licked his prick with her tongue, cleaned his balls.

Emma crept over and as Jack continued humping into her from behind she slid Rick's limp cock into her mouth and cleaned the head and all the shaft.

When Donna finished with Rick's balls, she lowered her cunt over his mouth and Rick licked the blending of their mutual orgasms off her cunt lips. When they were both clean, they curled up in each other's arms like lovers and rested, with Emma still sucking on Rick's cock, gently because its head was tender, as Jack continued stroking into her from behind.

Jack had the only hard-on in the mirrored room now, since he had not yet come a second time.

Finally Emma let go of Rick's cock with her mouth and urged Jack onto his back. Kneeling over him, she took Jack's long thin penis between her lips and moved her own legs over his face so he could reach up between her. thighs with his mouth and suck on her as well.

Rick and Donna petted each other for several minutes. He stroked her fine breasts, kissed her neck and under her tits, back up to her ears. Her hair smelled clean as if it had recently been shampooed. He saw her small tongue come part way between her lips. For the first time since he had come into the room, he was aware of the mirrors and watched the reflections of Jack and Emma eating each other and he watched his own body stretch along the incredibly fine body of the naked twin sister. Without his having to will it, or even hope for it, his cock began to fill again, and swell. Donna brushed her soft sweet hair across his balls, between his thighs, and she stuffed his growing organ into her cheek and did not stop sucking until it once again was proud and heady at full stand.

Jack, still unable to come a second time, crawled with Emma to Rick's side. The four of them lay together, entwined, fondling each other and stroking. Jack slipped a finger into each of the girl's asses and Rick petted each of their cuts while they alternated sucking on the boys' cocks.

Jack said, "Isn't Emma fine? I enjoyed fucking her almost as much as anybody I ever fucked. No offense, naturally, Sis."

Donna mumbled, around Rick's cock, "Naturally."

Emma said, "I'm glad you like my cunt. I've wanted to see your prick, hold it in my hand, have it up me, ever since Donna and I were in the same PE class in high school. I used to shower with her and while she soaped her cunt and tits I would imagine it was you in the shower with me, her twin brother, and you were soaping your balls and your dick that would be hard and long like it is. I wanted to get in the shower and soap it with you, stuff it up me."

Jack took his cock, soaking wet with his sister's saliva, and worked it slowly into Emma's ass. It took a minute or so until Emma could stand to have Jack move back and forth inside her rectum but his cock stayed moist and he began slowly to fuck her.

Rick slid between her legs and eased his prick into Emma's cunt, and as he slid up her he felt the swell of Jack's prick through the thin wall separating her cunt from her ass.

Jack and Rick found each other's rhythm and began pumping together and Emma lay still, her hands grasping Donna's thighs, and moved only her hips and legs. Rick reached Donna's nice tits with his mouth and sucked on them while he fucked Emma's cunt; while Emma absentmindedly began thrusting her tongue along Donna's cunt, and as Jack closed his eyes and slid his cock in and out of the tight asshole.

Jack came first, his orgasm bursting inside Emma. The thrusting sensations of his strong orgasm brought Rick on again and he stroked half a dozen more times into Emma's slick, greasy, tight cunt, hard, deep, his own orgasm mounting in his thighs. He fucked more and it mounted higher until suddenly, without warning, on the final stroke, he withdrew and pumped his jism high, his hips thrusting forward with each spasm, high looping arches that Donna reached with her mouth, Emma's mouth still scissored against her cunt, and Donna swallowed the come down inside her, licking the head of Rick's cock for more.

As they collapsed together, laughing, relieved, exhausted, the lights blinked twice.

Emma said, "That's all, folks. Come again some other day."

Rick laughed, with a mouthful of her nipple. "I was just getting warmed up."

In reality, he thought be was finished. He had had his young girls. He had had better fucking on strong young Venus mounds than he had ever hoped for and he thought that if he was lucky it would last him for a long time and he could go back to work now at his chosen profession, fucker of old ladies, gigolo, hired cock.

What he did not know was at the same time as he was mouthing Emma's nipple and saying that he had barely gotten warmed up, his chief benefactress was rising from her seat behind the one-way mirror.

"It's too bad," the hostess said, clinging sexily to the bare arm of her male lover, "that your good friend was unable to join us tonight. I had hoped to meet him, you've spoken so highly of him."

Mrs. Witherdine rose alone. Her eyes were cold but her voice betrayed none of her inner emotion. "It is too bad, Mrs. Howard. I had hoped he could join us. But now I must go. I know how crowded it is, with three instead of two, at our ages."

Mrs. Howard did not try to persuade her friend to stay.

"Thank you for the invitation," Mrs. Witherdine said.

Mrs. Howard said, "Perhaps your good friend will be waiting for you at your home. Perhaps he was merely detained a short while"

"Thank you." Mrs. Witherdine shook hands with Mrs. Howard. She looked briefly at the lover, a young man cut a little too femininely for her own tastes. She shook hands with the lover, feeling rather strange since the young man was standing naked. "Good night," she said again.

She left. Her chauffeur drove her back to her hilltop mansion where she put out the lights and went to bed alone.