Chapter 9
Jenni moistened her lips nervously as Kama moved toward her. Her waist length, jet black hair drifting out behind her, Kama nodded thoughtfully as she looked from her sister's naked breasts to her naked mound. Her big breasts quivered succulently beneath her tricot dress, her shapely legs outlined by it.
"I just don't know what to say," Kama said with a grim look. Then she smiled. "Do you, Mathew?"
They both looked to the door to see him enter the room. Looking at Jenni, he moved to Kama's side, and their arms went around one another. The crotch strap slipped from Jenni's hand.
"Well, you could say how nice she looks in leather," he suggested, and Jenni brightened at the praise.
"Yes, but what about my butler? Not to mention my daughter," Kama said, keeping a straight face.
"They got off, didn't they?"
"Oh, I think so." Kama nodded. "But what to do with Jenni now," she said with a dramatic air, and then she grinned. "What exactly to do ... with her after she's fingered my daughter, kissed her tits, and had my butler's tongue in her puss."
Jenni looked at her in confusion, and Mathew nodded toward a point near the ceiling. A closed circuit TV camera was aimed right where she, Felice, Jack, and Irwin had been.
"Have to be cautious of burglars and such." He smiled as she blushed at the idea that they had watched the whole thing, and she wondered if they had been balling while watching.
"We did come somewhat prepared," Kama admitted with a smile, and she moved toward Jenni as she opened her hand to reveal thin silver chains.
The backs of Kama's wrists brushed the undersides of Jenni's tits as she fastened the chains to the top of the merry widow. Her breasts jiggling atop her sister's wrists, Jenni swallowed hard. Kama encircled Jenni's nipples with the tiny links of chain and dropped the other ends over her shoulders. She slid another chain through the circles, and over Jenni's nipples, and drew the ends around under Jenni's arms. The ends of the first two chains draped down over her back. Jenni felt Kama connect the third at the center of her back. Her nipples held tightly, the third chain indented the centers of her tits.
Kama pressed joined fingertips to Jenni's back, and pushed. Jenni took an uncertain step forward, and she realized that Kama was holding the first two chains like reins, which now indented the centers of her breasts vertically and pinched at her nipples.
Mathew pointed toward the floor, and Jenni eased down to her knees. She looked up at the bulge of his crotch, and then craned her neck to see his face. He continued to point toward the floor, and she lowered herself to her hands and knees.
She saw his feet move around behind her, and the tension on the chains shifted. She realized that he now held them. Kama sat down in a large, antique chair with a velvet-covered seat. The left chain pulling taut, she felt the toes of his shoe nudge her left ass cheek, and she turned toward the chair. His toe stroked the base of her mound, and she murmured for a moment before starting toward the chair on all fours.
Kama began to slowly raise her dress, and Jenni watched it move up from the shapely calves and along her tapering thighs as she moved closer to her sister. Kama slid down in the chair, and the skirt moved over her ebony bush as it moved to the edge of the seat. Her legs spread wide, Kama gathered the skirt around her waist. Jenni could see the bases of Kama's voluptuous ass cheeks and the rise of her cunt lips. She was moving closer and closer, and she swallowed hard, the blood humming in her ears.
"You don't want your big sister mad at you, now do you, Jenni," he said with a trace of amusement.
"N-no," Jenni said with a little shake of her head.
"Perhaps she'll forgive you," he suggested.
"Will you?" Jenni asked, forcing her eyes up from the lush rise of Kama's dark-furred sex.
"Will I what?" Kama asked and Jenni recalled not dissimilar moments from when she was younger.
"Will you forgive me, sis?"
"Well, maybe you can think of some way to make it up," Kama said with a barely repressed smile.
Jenni suddenly realized how much she wanted to go down on Kama, and she started to move forward. But the chains were taut.
"You didn't say please." Kama smiled when she looked up.
"May I please eat your sweet pussy, big sister," Jenni asked as she fought back her own smile.
"Little sister may eat big sister's pussy," Kama said, grinning openly now.
He loosened the tension from the chains, and Jenni touched her lips to the taut insides of Kama's thighs. Kama's hands tightened on the ornate chair arms as she felt her sister's lips and cheeks move closer and closer to her mound, and then her tongue was stretching down to pass over the opulent ass cheeks' bases.
Jenni heard Kama moan softly as she began to lick her slit, and she was amazed and delighted to find that Kama's nectar tasted almost exactly like her own. She swirled her tongue high in the tight, humid lushness, and Kama's hips thrust toward her mouthings.
"Interesting how much you two taste alike, huh?" Mathew chuckled, and she wondered when he had tasted her juices. She beamed that he had. "Sisters at heart, and at cunny," he added.
Her chain-held nipples rubbing against the front of the chair, Jenni moved her hands over Kama's thighs, caressing them with the insides of her leather-covered forearms as she reached up to caress Kama's big breasts. Kama moaned, her upper body squirming back against the chair. Jenni turned and thrust her tongue against Kama's long clit, and she sucked at it. Her eyes squeezed shut, Kama moved her head from side to side as orgasms exploded and imploded within her depts.
Jenni gasped against Kama's pearl. He was tugging at the chains: left, then right, and then left again. The tiny links rubbed at one nipple and then at the other, tugging them up and to the sides, the horizontal chain shifting against the centers of her breasts. He pressed the top of his shoe against her cunt, and she moaned as the soft leather of his shoe stroked the yearning heat of her mound, the tip of his toe shifting under her clit.
Jenni's hands tightened around Kama's tits, the leather of the gloves twisting through the tricot. Kama's cunt bucked against her sister's mouth as her clit burned against the long, insistent tongue. Jenni's cunt twisted and squirmed atop his shoe. With a long, slow groan, Kama went limp in the chair, and Jenni's face lifted, her nectar-bathed mouth opening wide as she came.
Gasping, Jenni dropped to her elbows, and her forehead rested on the floor. His shoe no longer against her cleave, she pushed up and turned to sit down with her back against the front of the chair. Their legs apart, their faces showing the effects of their orgasms, the sisters looked at him with blurred smiles.
"Ready to party?" he asked with a broad grin, and they laughed with him.
The guests at the party were, for the most part, the same as those who had been there when Jenni had first seen Mathew. Jack was now dressed in butler's livery, he and Irwin serving drinks from silver trays.
"Everybody's here," Kama announced, closing her bedroom door behind her, and she and Mathew looked Jenni over.
Kama had produced a full-length cape of red silk that concealed all but Jenni's booted feet and her head, its high collar covering the spiked collar. Kama and Mathew nodded at one another, and Kama went downstairs. Mathew motioned with his head, and he and Jenni followed her sister down the long flight of stairs.
Heads turned, and there were murmurs of comment that died as more and more people looked to the staircase. The spiked heels gave Jenni additional height making her seem all the more regal in the luxurious cape, the collar of which provided a backdrop for her head. Her hair pulled back still, Kama's expert hand had accented her features with subtle makeup, and tiny spikes were glued to her eyelids.
Her head raised, Jenni looked over the guests, and she saw many erections, and many faces showing arousal, both male and female. She remained on the fifth step up as Mathew continued down, and he motioned toward Irwin.
The light went out, and there were whispers and a few giggles in the darkness. A projector clattered, and a beam of light stretched across the big room, revealing a man scooping a woman's tit from her dress, and a woman rubbing a man's cock through his trousers. The people moved to the sides, turning their backs to Jenni as they watched the images projected on the wall.
Jenni watched with as much curiosity as the others. She saw camelia bushes come into focus, and the camera tilted down to reveal her and Mathew in the cul de sac. Her lips parted with surprise, and she realized that they had been photographed from the second floor. Her cunt tingled with heat as she saw herself take out his hard cock and suck at it, as she saw herself fingering herself to climax, as she saw herself transfer his come to the champagne glass. The zoom lens shifted to give a wider shot, and she saw that Irwin and Kama had been standing behind her, watching.
The image went out of focus, and she saw herself in the office with Mathew. She assumed that there had been a camera hidden somewhere. Her arousal mounted as she saw herself kiss his cock, take it in her ass and cunt, and saw herself masturbating for the masturbating workers. Then there was the scene in the library. She took a deep breath, regaining her composure as the lights came back on. The guests turned toward her with looks of arousal and curiosity. She saw Mathew smiling conspiratorially at her.
Irwin and Jack moved up the stairs to stand beside her, and they slipped the cape from her shoulders. There were murmurs of arousal and approval, and intakes of breath at what they saw.
Her booted feet were spread wide, her weight on her toes to arch her body forward. The lines of her long, shapely legs accented, the strap had been refashioned so that there was an opening down along her cleave, the leather framing and pressing her mound forward. In the back, the strap had been narrowed to a strip except over her anus, and that now took the form of a ring. The merry widow still bound her waist tightly. Spikes like those jutting out from the wide collar had been glued to her nipples, and they stabbed out from the erect, pink rings. A long, slender chain dangled from the back of the collar. In her arms, she held a boa constrictor that stretched and curled around her gloved forearms and hands, its tail shifting between her legs, its lower part looped around one upper thigh.
She held out the snake, and Irwin took it. Jack lifted the long leash chain, and he handed it to Mathew. Mathew turned back to the guests, and she followed him, walking with proud aloofness. Eyes moved up her long, booted legs, over her naked ass cheeks to her bared anus, over her leather-framed and exposed cunny, and over her spike-tipped nipples.
Mathew stopped, and turned toward her. The guests formed a wide circle around them. From the comer of her eye, she saw Felice and Kama watching with smiles.
There was a clattering, and men and women turned to see Jack pushing forward a serving cart much like those used in hotels. The people moved aside, and he stopped the cart just behind Jenni. Mathew moved around to where Jack had stood as Jack stepped back, and he tugged on the leash. Jenni sat back against the edge of the truck, and she lay back without touching her hands to it.
Her shoulders and buttocks against either end of the cart, Jenni's body was arched upward between them. The soles of her boots against the undercarriage's edge, her arms were thrown out wide. Her head hung back over the end of the cart. Before her face was Mathew's crotch. At his sides, Kama and Felice opened his pants, and she felt a thrill go through her as she realized she would be giving him head before all the guests. His cock thrust out toward her mouth, and she heard some of the women murmur with approval.
She stretched her tongue down along the underside of his shaft, and she drew his knob into her mouth. She sucked hungrily with a sound of delight. She began to draw his shaft in between her indrawn cheeks and the shifting pressures of her tongue and the roof of her mouth.
She moved her eyes from side to side, and saw clothes opening and falling. She also saw Felice and Kama moving around her outstretched arms. A moment later, she felt their naked cunnies opening against her breasts after the nipple spikes had been removed. She sucked harder at him as the liquid warmth of the women's cleaves stroked her taut breasts, her nipples rubbing at their clits.
Prods slid into her palms, and the knobs rubbed against the inside of her forearms. Her first two fingers stroked the men's roots through their sacs, her other two fingers and her thumbs encircling the shafts to stroke them. Her leather-bound hands and inner forearms stroked and caressed the hard tools as she sucked and licked Mathew's rod deeper into her throat.
Women's hands caressed their way up her thighs, and the women pressed their opened cleaves against her knees, rubbing and squirming the wet splays against the hardness of her thrusting knees. Her lips moved to the base of his shaft, and her tongue flicked at the top of his sac.
A man slid his thick shaft up into her cunt, and she tightened and loosened herself around his thrustings, her clit flaring. Women pressed their mounds to the accented arches of her feet as they knelt at the corners of the cart. The cocks in her hands jabbed and bucked, and she dimly heard the men's moans of release as they came, their come spraying up over the insides of her forearms and pooling in her palms. Kissing, Kama and Felice embraced tightly as their cunts spasmed against her tits. The boxes spread against her knees twisted and shook.
The men and women moved away. She curled her hands around hard cocks. Splayed loins stroked her shins through the boots. The cock in her cunt pulled and twisted, and the man pulled out, his juices geysering up over her abdomen. A long cock slid up between her ass cheeks, and began to move deep into her rectum.
She pulled and thrust her mouth around his hard column, his knob bobbing in her throat. Her body shook beneath and around the others, her bowels flaring, her cunt spasming, her clit pulsing.
The man pulled out of her ass, and his spend gushed over her ass cheeks. Another man slid his cock up into the fiery oven of her underbelly. She had drawn her hands in toward her body, and the prods she held in her fists jutted and twisted, their juices fountaining up to rain down over her upper arms, and seep down under the tops of the gloves. Moaning, the women slid down her calves and off her feet. Her feet were moved off the bottom of the cart, and thighs gripped her calves, opened boxes rubbing against the backs of her calves. Her toes turned in slick warmth. The man in her cunt drew back, and his juices flowed over her hips. Another cock worked up into her ass. Cocks bucked in her hands, and spend rained over her upper chest and throat. Deep within her arousal, she gradually remembered standing at the office window with him, and the image of all the men coming over her so that she could bathe in come, could swim in it. She remembered walking in the rain, and imagining that the men and women both were masturbating over her, and imagining that the rain flowing over her upturned face and into her mouth was come. The imaginings had become reality. Men and women were bathing her in their juices. She turned the cocks in her hands toward her face, and the fall of the warm brew was like the rain upon her face. She twisted and writhed upon the cart, her thighs and upper arms gleaming with spend, her gloves and boots shimmering with come, her ass and loins glistening with nectar, her breasts, chest, and throat painted with it. Her face was flushed beneath a coating of gism, and her mouth turned and pulled ravenously around his cock. Her mind and body shook as one, brightness burning away everything. She shook and bucked, her orgasms merging into a climax that blasted through her.
She groaned around him, her hands pulling at cocks, her feet twisting in cunts, her ass and cunt pulling at cocks, her tits twisting in boxes, and his prod began to move within her mouth and throat. Her body gleaming, she sucked harder, her lips pulling around the base of his shaft as she felt his come begin to move through it. The thick length twisted and bucked. In the center of the storm raging within her, she could see his enraptured face.
His tool pulled back and his knob slid over her tongue. His shaft leapt within her mouth, and his thick come was hosing over the inside of her mouth, bubbling and frothing up around her lips. Her brain was suffused in brightness as her mind and body joined at the apex of her climax.
She did not know how long it was before her head began to clear. Smiling blissfully, she inhaled deeply, and realized that the merry widow had been removed and replaced with more come. She swallowed and realized that the collar had also been removed. Wearing only her boots and gloves, her spread arms and legs draped out from the cart. She tried to sit up, but she slipped around in the gism coating the top of the cart.
She turned her head, and saw Irwin again going down on Felice, but this time before many of the guests, others involved with one another around the room. She dimly remembered fantasizing the sight earlier, but now Jack was involved, his lips suckling the girl's clit as Irwin tongued her cleave. Jack and Felice looked toward her, and she smiled back at them.
Blissfully satiated, she turned her head the other way. Her eyes opened wide, and her mouth opened. A redheaded woman was lying atop the serving table, her loins at the edge, and her legs up over Mathew's shoulders as he thrust and turned his cock within her russet-thatched mound. The woman groaned, rolling from side to side as he thrust within her bucking nook.
She felt a flush of jealousy, but it was swept away as she realized the absurdity of it, her body and her depths drenched with the come of others. She smiled as the redhead came, and she felt her own clit pulse as she watched the woman's expression of ecstasy.
Jenni started to try and push up from the cart, but as his hard tool with its coating of the redhead's nector pulled from her there was another woman moving forward. Resting on her elbows, Jenni watched as the woman went down on him, licking the juices from his engorged length before sucking it into her mouth and throat. She could almost see herself on the cart as she had taken his cock into her throat. She heard moans, and turned her head to see Felice coming.
The woman's mouth slipped from his cock, and she dropped limply to the floor, her fingers slipping from her damp slit. Jenni sat up, but a petite brunette was leaning across the table, and he was moving his unflagging prod up into her ass. The brunette's hands flexed against the table as her opulent tush opened to him.
Her breathing deepened, Jenni stood on unsteady legs as she watched his ass tighten and loosen as he churned within the woman's rectum. Jenni swayed as the woman cried out, and she watched two girls move the punch bowl along the table so that they could wash his cock with white wine. He turned his head, and looked at her with a trace of a smile as the girls bathed his still hard length.
"Looks as if you might use a bath too," Felice said, and Jenni looked from her niece to her spend-coated body with a smile.
"I suppose." Jenni nodded.
Felice motioned to the girls, and Jenni wondered if they went to school with Felice. Felice motioned to another part of the room, and three boys of the same age moved toward them, as tanned as the girls, and all possessing large, erect cocks.
Mathew moved toward her, Felice and the other youths encircling them. Jenni smiled at him, her heart pounding.
Felice looked behind Jenni, and she turned her head to follow the girl's gaze. Kama stood behind her, smiling at her sister. Brocade straps encircled her waist and upper thighs, leading Jenni's eyes to the dildo jutting out from her opened furrow. It appeared to be the twin of Mathew's, and Jenni realized that it must extend up into Kama's depths.
Kama came to a stop a few feet behind Jenni. Two of the boys knelt before her, and their mouths lubricated her shaft as they . caused the other end to bob and thrust within her underbelly. Jenni's eyes moved around the room Cocks turned and pistoned within boxes and asses, and gushed into the air. Cunts trembled against mouths and tongues, and against other cunts. Moans and signs of pleasure rose and fell.
Mathew and Kama moved forward, and Jenni's mouth opened to a gasp as the twin knobs touched against her cunt lips and her anus. Her eyes almost lidding as she inhaled-deeply, she smiled into his eyes.
Her legs spread wide as one of the boys squatted beneath her, and his tongue moved over the base of her slit. The knobs began to move into her. She murmured as his prod glided within her cleave, and as Kama's turned in the bud of her anus. A boy knelt to either side of her, slowly drawing her gloved fingers into their mouths to suck the tastes from them. Mathew's upper shaft moved beneath the throb of her clit, and began to rise within the churning heat of her depths. She felt the replica of it shift higher into her rectum, the two shafts rubbing against one another through the thin separating membrane.
One of the girls knelt behind his spread legs, and she began to lick his weighted sac as her hands caressed his strong thighs. His cock moved higher and higher within Jenni, and she moaned softly. The boy between her legs was tongue-bathing the insides of her thighs. The second girl was kissing her breasts and caressing them.
Only the pinion of the rising shafts and the boy between her legs kept her on her feet. Her mind swam with pleasure. Felice was kissing her right breast, the other girl kissing the left. The boys had finished sucking her fingers and thumbs, and their mouths moved over her palms. Mathew's chest was almost to hers, and the girl and Felice moved back. The girl knelt with the other behind him, and she tongued and licked up along his root as the first continued to mouth his balls. Felice moved around behind Kama. The matching phalluses were almost fully within her, and her depths resounded with exquisite implosions and explosions of orgasmic heat. She moaned, her head moving from side to side.
His chest squeezed her breasts back against her chest, and he was fully within her, his pubic hair twisting with hers as Kama's pressed against the opened cleavage of her ass. She opened and closed hands, motioning mutely, and the boys rose to place their stiff cocks in her squeezing hands. She murmured as the twin prods churned within her. She turned her head, looking around drunkenly. The third boy's tongue was flowing up and down her thighs. She looked at one of the room's large mirrors, and she saw that Felice was wearing a dildo just like Kama's, and that she was moving it up into Kama's ass. Jack and Irwin were behind the girls kneeling v to mouth Mathew's loins, and they were sliding their cocks into a plump, downy mound, and into a pink anus. The boys whose cocks she was stroking were kissing the sides of her face and her ears.
She rocked her hips between Mathew's and her sister's, groaning with rapture. A man was behind Felice, men and women behind Irwin and Jack, and women knelt between the thighs of the boys she was stroking, men behind the women. The whole of the guests were converging, and she was the focal point, her body writing between Mathew's cock and its duplicate. Orgasm after orgasm burst through her. The air was rich with the scent of spendings, her eyes filled with the sight of naked bodies and ecstatic faces. She groaned, her hands pulling the boys' come from their jerking tools.
Moans and cries filled the air, bodies; writhing and twisting, hips bucking as pricks pumped and cunts and asses gulped. She heard Felice and Kama cry out, and saw Jack and Irwin's reflections as they came. There was only her and Mathew, and she held him tight to her. He smiled, and his mouth opened against hers for the first time. Her thoughts burned away, and her mind crystallized. Her body and his shook together as their tongues flowed together. Her cunt quaked as his rod jumped, and her body was filled with contractions and expansions that reverberated and echoed through her as his juices fountained within her.
The cock that had been within every woman in the room came within Jenni. The boy that had been bathed in the juices of everyone in the room writhed against Mathew. She held to him tightly as she rocketed from the peak of her climax into the weightless flight of sheer bliss, her cunt spasming around the pistoning hosing of his cock, and they moaned into one another's mouths.
Their minds gradually clearing, they looked at one another with smiles of contentment, their eyes lidded. They turned, holding one another, and their eyes moved over the sea of naked bodies and satiated faces around them.
"Kama certainly knows how to have a party." She grinned.
"Party?" he asked. "Oh, the party hasn't begun yet."
"The party hasn't-" she began, and she laughed.
"No, this was just the pre-party treats for those who arrived early and on time." He smiled.
"Then ...?" she asked, not quite certain as to whether or not he was joking with her.
"The party proper? Why, it's being held outside," he said, and they weaved their way through the others, heading toward the French doors. She looked down, glowing with pride at seeing her juices and his mixed upon his partially limp cock. "You see?" He smiled as he threw the doors open.
She saw men and women of ages comparable to those behind them, and there were as many outside as inside. They stood around the pool, sipping drinks, at long tables holding food and drinks. Gradually, they all looked toward her and Mathew, and she blushed lightly as the clothed people looked toward them Then she grinned, and turned. He smiled back, and she slowly went to one knee before him, their sides to the naked guests inside and to the clothed guests outside. Lovingly, she began to draw his cock into her mouth, bathing her taste buds in the mix of her flavor and his, and his length began to thicken and stiffen within her suckling mouth. Murmuring happily, she caressed his hips, and her eyes moved from side to side, seeing those inside getting up (in more ways than one), and those outside beginning to get down. Smiling around his thickness, she lifted her eyes toward his smiling face.
The partygoers outside were now naked, or near to it. Jenni's taste buds suffused with the rich taste of his and her mixed juices, she drew the last of it from his shaft. He touched her shoulders, and she raised her eyes, pausing before taking his tool into her mouth and throat. He motioned with his head, and she rose to her feet.
He pressed his lips to hers, and she felt his stiff length between their joined stomachs. She moved her hands over his strong back as their tongue . swam together, and he leaned back with a smile. He took a step away, and she watched him go to one knee before her.
For the first time, his lips touched her cunny, and she came, her body arching against him as a gasp of rapture escaped her. Flushed with joy, she watched and felt his tongue move into her quivering nook. Her clit pulsed wildly as he fuled his mouth with her sweet taste, and her hands touched his head, her shoulders lifting as orgasm flashed through her.
Her head lolled from side to side as she came, and she dimly saw an armada of hard tools, a garden of damp cunts. She saw her sister and niece and the others smiling as they watched from either side, and she shook as she came.
Murmuring, she slid down against him as her legs went watery, and she kissed him deeply. Smiling, they turned, and they began to sixty-nine for the first time, ecstasy enfolding them as the audience of partygoers surrounding them cheered them on. He had been right-the party was just beginning.