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All Naked, All The Time By PinkPumps
Chapter 1 The Proposition
My name is Christy, and I'm a 20-year-old special girl. Being special is all I've ever known – my mom dressed me as a girl from birth. I even have the name "Christy" on my birth certificate.
By the way, I don't like the term "tgirl." I'm a 100% special GIRL.
I got fucked for the first time when I was 14 by a neighbor boy the same age who knew my little secret and kept it. We were actually an "item" through high school. We drifted apart just a bit when we enrolled at different colleges, but we see each other from time to time, and fuck like minks when we do. We stay in touch almost daily via text and email. I love to send him hot pictures of me erected, naked but for garterbelts, stockings, stiletto heels ... and never panties!
I'm a junior and half way to a degree in fashion design. I plan to start a business for special girls like me. Wish me luck!
I'm more than just passable girls and boys – I'm a knockout, if I do say so myself. I'm a true ginger on my head and above my peepee. I'm 5'10", 120 pounds, and attention-grabbing in five-inch heels, which I always wear in public. I love sundresses and tight knee-length pencil skirts with silk blouses. I never dress slutty when I'm out and about, or at school.
I have taken the summer off from school to allow my boobs to heal after implant surgery. They're now ready for all to see! Ripe and plump 36Cs! They don't look oversized at my height. The hormones I started on very early have flared my hips nicely, and my ass has the upside-down heart shape we girls dream about.
Another hot special girl named "Sissy" (how's that for a special-girl name?) and I attend the same university. We started as friends, then fuck and suck buddies, and now way more. We love each other, no doubt about it. I'm definitely a "bottom." Sissy is too, for the most part, but she's a "top" with me. Girly-boy vs. girly-boi, right? I have a very small peeny, no more than four circumsized inches when I get a stiffy, and marble-size balls. Believe or not, I have multiple dry orgasms during just one fuck with Sissy. She never let's me down. Such a sweetie!
She called on a Wednesday to tell me she would be by shortly to share a bottle of rare wine she'd found. Told you she was a sweetie! So I got butt-ass naked and stepped into some pink five-inch patent-leather pumps. God I love pink pumps! My peepee erected in anticipation, and I wanted to get right to a fuck and suck session when she arrived.
Sissy pulled into my drive in a spanking new red Mercedes convertible! Where in holly hell did she get that? And how the fuck did she pay for it? I'm mean, neither of us is short of money for school, clothes and apartments – we're both from wealthy and understanding families – but let's get real! Red. Mercedes. Convertible.
Before she could even ring the bell, I opened the door and exposed myself in all my naked, high-heeled, stiffy glory!
"Wow! I guess I better come in and close the door before you flash the neighbors!" she laughed. "You'll give away your little secret!"
"Little is right, Sweetie pie," I giggled. Sissy says I have a cute giggle. I hope so!
"Did I do that to you?" she asked, pointing to my little stiffy.
"You always do!" I said. "And you know it!"
Sissy has had her titties for a couple of years now, and the same doctor performed both surgeries. It was sooooo expensive! But you get what you pay for, right? Our wonderful parents, like I said, were understanding and wealthy, and paid for the boob jobs. Just the best for their beautiful young special daughters!
She opened the bottle of wine and we sat close to each other on the couch. Surprisingly, Sissy kept her hands off me. What the hell is going on? Wasn't she horny for me anymore? She seemed to be at the door, but after we got inside, well ...
She took my hands in hers, looked at me seriously and said, "Christy, I want to talk to you about something. I'm sure you're wondering about the Mercedes. This is the first time I've driven over in it, but I've had it for over two months and I want to explain that. Our friends, Megan and Shannon (They're hot as shit special girls, too, I want you to know!), and I opened a business. We would have asked you to join in when we started, but we wanted you to have time for those beautiful titties to heal. Opportunity knocked and we had to answer right then, sweetie."
I mean, I see her almost every day at school, and we're in bed a lot. What has she been hiding from me? I would understand later that she couldn't tell me. After noticing the silver, diamonds and pearls dripping off of her that I had never seen either, I was intrigued, to say the least.
"Okay, tell me more," I said, taking a sip of wine. She still hadn't touched me, so I knew this was really serious.
She said the venture had taken off like a skyrocket and they have more business than they can handle. "Christy, I make more money than I can spend, and we've only been in business for six months."
She went on to explain that their company had a full-time accountant and secretary. Their office is discretely located in a posh office building in the high-rent district. There is no sign on the door or the marque outside. They are not listed in any business directory of any kind, and their phone number is unlisted. Of course, my first question had to be how they possibly made that kind of money with such discretion.
"Our business very confidential. By word of mouth, only," she explained. "There are just a few people who actually know the details.
"We started with two rich, special girl-loving clients of our accountant's, and he made the introductions. He knew they loved beautiful young special-girl pussy. After only one session – I'll get to that – the accountant joined our little company full time in a leap of faith when he saw what we could do. He's very good at what he does, and he was confident he'd struck gold. He invests our money wisely in numbered offshore accounts to avoid taxes. We can retire comfortably in a year or two, but I doubt we'll want to. I'll explain that in a minute, too. We pay him royally with full benefits, and we take care of his sexual needs, which are rather significant. He is hung like a mule! Our secretary just begun her transition to a girly-boi, but is not yet ready for our clients. She needs the hormones for awhile and a boob job. If things go well, and I'm almost certain they will, we'll include her in the things we do when the time comes. She certainly has the potential to be a stunner."
Recently, the girls took on two more clients, for a total of four. After three years, they will move on to other clients, and the accountant will also handle that. Three years of what, I wondered.
"Our business is called `All Naked, All The Time.'"
Wow! I liked the sound of that! Obviously, after my naked stunt at the door, right?
"We spend the weekend with the clients in a secluded beach house ... well it's more like a mansion," Sissy said.
I'd accepted that we were not seeing each other as much on weekends –I really did – but the weekday fuck and suck sessions were still intense. I just figured she was home visiting her parents, or fucking a guy, or doing the nasty with Megan or Shannon, and that would have been perfectly fine! Even though we love each other very much, we respect each others space. Why fuck up a great thing?
"Oh, my god! Tell me more! Tell me more!" I squealed as I refilled our empty wine glasses. (The wine was great, by the way!)
"The girls and I drive together in a non-nondescript rental car to the house where our clients are waiting for us. The clients never see us arrive or leave, and vice versa," she explained. "We immediately strip. We wear nothing but heels and hose – and garter belts, as well sometimes – for the entire weekend. Sometimes we're totally naked in just heels. The only things we pack for the weekend are makeup, heels, stockings and garterbelts. I know how much you like to prance around naked in heels!" she said, eying my boobies again. Then she focused on my ginger landing strip and licked her lips. That was a good sign, right? She looked at my pink pumps, and smiled.
"There is no lingerie like nighties or babydolls allowed. There are no bras or panties allowed. Just hose and heels, and the occasional garterbelt. Naked and exposed!" she laughed. "We don't even pack g-strings.
"We fuck and suck at the clients' pleasure. All of the men are tops – we have never fucked any of them, and they have never sucked us. I works just fine. I know you prefer to be a bottom, so you'll fit right in. They are all very rich, and all very married, so it's easy to keep our secrets. They like tight tgirl ass more than their wives' pussys, especially when we're in heels. There's just something about a naked special girl in heels, am I right? They're older than us, but they can seriously fuck and fuck and fuck! They're all at least 40; one nearly 50. We have to really work to suck and fuck them out completely by Sunday. How sweet is that?"
I remained silent. I was just too stunned to speak.
"There can never be outside relationships between the clients and us, even if they figure out who we are and a where we live, but they won't even look. We have rules," she went on. "We and the clients all signed contracts to that effect, plus non-disclosure agreements with severe monetary penalties if anything is leaked. If the contract is broken in any way by anyone in our little group, he or she is done. Permanently. No exceptions. That's why I haven't been able to tell you about it. If any of the clients should pass us on the street, we won't even make eye contact. That hasn't happened."
She started lightly flicking a manicured nail across my already rock-hard nipple. My erection returned, and she wrapped the other warm, soft hand around my peeny and began softly stroking. Finally!
"For the weekend, each of us makes $10,000. Flat fee, to be negotiated higher after a year. It won't be negotiated lower for any reason, and we've made that abundantly clear. We got no objections from the clients. And there are gifts, oh fuck yes, there are gifts! I didn't pay a dime for the Benz or this jewelry I'm wearing. Megan and Shannon chose Jags, and they have just as much fine jewelry as I do.
"We average two weekends a month, but a couple of times, it's been three. Do the math," she said to my shock.
I moaned, "If you keep that up with my thingy and boobies, I'm going to cum. And I want your delicious peeny in me before I do!"
"Wait, wait just a minute, honey. We'll get to that." she said. "Will you join us?"
"Oh, god yes!" I panted.
"Great," Sissy said. "I knew you would, or I would be breaking our contract if you didn't? You know I would gladly give up everything for you, but this is going to be so good for both of us. And it just so happens we have a weekend coming up in two days."
As good as that sounded, I couldn't think about it right now. I wanted her soooo badly. So I stripped Sissy down to her heels, grabbed her girly-thing and guided her upstairs to the bedroom. She didn't disappoint. But she never does.
Chapter 2 On Our Way
During the long ride to the beach house in the plain rental (discretion, and all that, I guess), Sissy noticed I was fidgeting nervously and struggling with the hem of my tiny miniskirt, like we all were wearing for the trip. For me, it was a tight red leather skirt, matching strappy heels, and a tight shear white silk blouse. No panties. No bra. Less to take off, right? My legs are tanned from sitting in the sun while recovering, so I decided not to wear stockings. My boobies were bouncing delightfully without a bra, and my ultra-sensitive nipples rubbing against the fabric of the soft silk blouse was driving me crazy! I tried to cross my legs, but they were like rubber. I tried to pull my mini below my peeny without much success.
I want to say here that our little team of four all have sexy, feminine voices and our Adam's apples have been shaved to the point of invisibility.
"Honey!" Sissy said. "Take it easy! You'll be fine. You're gorgeous and the men will love you. You're an expert on sucking and fucking. They'll do back flips for a girl like you."
"Thank you," I said. "But it's not that. I've never fucked in front of a group, and you said you sometimes do that."
"We do it a lot, doll baby. In fact, most of the time. Tonight you may have a dick in your tight hole, one in your pretty mouth, and one in each hand, while the three of us watch! I'm so excited!" Sissy squealed. Shannon and Megan giggled like teen girls. Which we almost are. "The first time, just concentrate on taking care of your man and you'll forget you're being watched. But I promise, you'll grow to love being watched, and I can't wait to watch you in action with the men!"
I was still worried but croaked an "okay." I remained silent until we reached the house. It was huge, but not ornate on the exterior. I suppose it would attract less attention that way, huh? It was surrounded by trees and bristling with security cameras.
We were greeted by a completely naked "real girl" when we arrived. Her alligator pumps must have cost a fortune!
"I'm Sandra, and you must be the lovely Christy!" she said as she pressed her naked breasts against me in a hug, kissing me lightly on the lips. Silk-covered nipples to naked nipples. Soft lips to soft lips. Of course my thingy hardened! Even with my little peepee, the tight skirt tented. She would be the only person I would ever know by name here. I felt flush ... and maybe faint, too?
"Sissy was so right when she said you could stop traffic," said Sandra. "As you can see, I have a pussy, but I was once a special girl. I had gender reassignment surgery three years ago."
I stared at her bald pussy lips. I couldn't help it! Whoever did the surgery was a master. Her pussy lips looked as as soft and puffy as a child's.
"Your clients don't fuck me anymore," continued Sandra. "They did, of course, when I had my peeny, but Christy, you and your friends are the stars now. The very naked, very hung chef here takes care of all of my needs now. He's actually a gourmet chef, too!"
She reached under my skirt and fondled my stiffy.
"You may have wondered if your clients remain naked all weekend, too. Sometimes that's the case during the day, sometimes not. But they wear tuxedos for dinner on Friday nights. You, as you have agreed, will remain naked, wearing only stockings and heels, or totally naked with heels. But we never say no if the girls are wearing garterbelts. Never take the heels off unless you're told to, which will be rare. You'll enjoy it, I promise. Your clients have asked me to give you this."
She handed me an expensively wrapped gift box, and I hesitated to open it. Did she want me to?
"Open it now, silly!" Sandra said. "Some of this you'll wear today and tonight at dinner. I'll save the ribbon for later. It'll play a role tonight."
Was the ribbon for B&D? Our contract specified that there not to be any. So I relaxed and opened the box, handing the mysterious white ribbon to Sandra.
"Oh, my god!" It was just a whisper, because that's all I could manage to get out. I was almost blinded by the diamonds, not to mention the pearls, and silver and gold. Necklaces, bracelets and earrings of all sizes and shapes. And a Rolex! Obviously Sissy had done a great job of assuring them in advance of my specialties, right?
I was speechless. I burst into tears.
"Honey, you're eye makeup will run if you don't stop," Sissy said, wrapping her arms around me. I feel so safe with her – even as I realized what was about to happen. Soon. "Now, follow me upstairs so we can strip out of these clothes and go meet the clients."
Chapter 3 My First Suck & Fuck With The Clients
Sissy and I gave each other a series of enemas until the water ran clear. And of course, we lubed each other up with our fingers. I love enemas and finger lube jobs! Don't you, girls? Maybe I'll tell you more about that sometime. I'm a squeaky clean kind of girl!
We touched up our makeup, then walked hand in hand down the winding staircase into the great room, our heels clicking seductively on the marble floor. Our boobies and asses were jiggling. Sexy! I was so fucking nervous! But very horny.
"This is amazing!" I cried as I looked around the room.
"Sweet bootie, you have no idea," said Sissy. Then she kissed the shit out of me (as if there had been any left, right?) with a lot of tongue. We both erected.
For my first exposure, I selected a black-lace garterbelt, sheer black hose and black five-inch suede pumps. Let me say now that all of the heels we would wear this weekend were five-inchers. As least I didn't feel quite as naked while wearing the garterbelt, and I admit I was still a little shy. But our peepees were both exposed and hard, so what the fuck?
The black ensemble made my long red hair sparkle as if it were on fire. I wore one of the gold necklaces and a gold tennis bracelet that I had been given. My earrings were gold hoops, also a gift. We were joined by Sandra, Shannon and Megan. Shannon and Megan were as hard as Sissy and me, and the ever-naked Sandra led them our way by their peenys. Megan, Shannon and Sissy were completely naked except for their strappy heels. They were all perfectly made up, too.
"Oh, wow!" said Sandra, fondling my hard little thingy again. "Let's go meet the men."
So I took a deep breath and walked out into the warm sun. The men – they were gorgeous – were in various stages of undress, except for one, who was still smartly dressed. They were sitting around having drinks by a massive pool. This place must have cost millions. I hoped I was worth everything.
All rose to greet us. What gentlemen they were, huh? The one still dressed said to me, "You must be the beautiful true-redhead newbie I've heard so much about!" He glanced at my juicy 36Cs, then down at my peepee with the little landing strip above it.
My three friends squealed, "Now!"
The dressed man said, "Well, my amazing young lady, I have been selected to give you your Rights of Passage. It will be an honor."
Obviously, I was clueless. What the fuck are Rights of Passage? I glanced at Sissy, and she just smiled that brilliant, sweet smile of hers. I love her so much! Her thingy was still hard.
Well, I learned that as the newbie in the group, I would strip the clothes off the man selected and avail myself to him in front of the others. I was more fucking nervous than ever! I approached the clothed man and he took me in his arms and began kissing me sweetly. Holly shit! Then we were sucking tongues like two 10th graders kissing for the first time. I was so close to cumming! I couldn't help but notice that all eyes were on me and the orgasm began to fade.
I turned around, grasped his hands, draped his arms around me and plopped his hands on my oh-so-lifelike boobies. I was loosening up a bit and I started to grind my ass against his pelvis. He was already hard. I took his hands off my sensitive titties. I hated to do that, but I was planning on richly rewarding him! With my eyes, I zeroed in on the big tent in his pants and let my gaze linger.
I moved a few feet away from him and turned around. I bit a nail shyly, trying to give the innocent look. I bent straight down and placed my palms on the floor. My red hair touched the floor, too. Sexy! I had practiced all this in five-inch heels, so I knew I could pull it off. I shook my ass slowly from side to side, then up and down. I stood up a little but kept bent at the waist. I used my hands to spread my asscheeks, exposing my tiny pink pucker to this beautiful man.
I turned around again, smiled, and stepped behind him. Reaching around him, I fondled his cock. "Ooooh! Is this for me?" I cooed in his ear. While nibbling that ear, I slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. I whispered, "Are you going to make me your fuck toy in front of all these people? Are you, sweetie? Are you going to fuck me right here in front of these people? Huh, baby? Please. Please fuck me. Please break in my tight, pink virgin newbie hole!"
Damn, I was getting hot! Not shy now, at all! I didn't want to fuck up the mood, so I took Sissy's advice and didn't look around again.
I slipped off his shirt and held it out with my right hand. Who took it, I have no idea. I then bent all the way down, still on my feet, exposing my butthole to anyone you cared to look. I slid off his loafers (expensive!) and gently nudged them aside with the toe of one of my shoes. Someone picked them up. I slipped his his belt all the way out of the loops and held it out with my left hand this time, and it was taken. I unbuttoned his trousers and slowly slipped them down. Hands reached in and pulled them away after he stepped out of them. I went to work on his undies and had them off in a flash. I threw them over my shoulder. Did someone catch them? I hope so.
I moved back around to face him again, gave him a tonguey kiss, and dropped knees. I teased the his purple cockhead and pee hole with my tongue. Oh, he liked that! He gasped as I swallowed his cock to the hilt, the head hitting the back of my throat. I wrapped my hands around his dick and started to stroke it as I slid it in and out of my mouth. In just a few minutes, I could feel his orgasm building, so I slid his cock out of my mouth with a delicious "pop."
"Don't cum now, baby. Please don't," I whispered. "I want your cock in my tight virgin hole before you cum. Your little girl wants your big cock in her booty hole now, Daddy."
That really got him going. I'll bet you my new Rolex he's fantasized about fucking a special teen daughter. I wanted to 100% fulfill that fantasy, if he did. I could hear heavy breathing from all around me, so I had to believe I was putting on a worthy show.
"Daddy, I want to be on my back for our first fuck. Is that okay, Daddy?"
He led me to a pure silk-covered chaise lounge, and laid back and spread my legs. "Put it in me, Daddy. Your little girl needs your big cock in her hole. Will you give it to me, Daddy? Please! I've been a really good little girl and I deserve it! Will you fill me up with you cock, Daddy?"
And boy did he ever. I hooked my legs over his shoulders, my heels pointing to the heavens. He shoved it in hard and I screamed in delight. (Thanks for the wonderful lube job, sweetie pie Sissy! Kisses!) I'm a screamer, as you'll see. I had the first of three orgasms then.
"Oh, god! Yes!" I moaned. "Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck your little daughter's sweet hole! Fuck me!"
I clamped down with my pooper muscles as hard as I could. I kept squeezing then relaxing them as he pumped in and out. He had to be feeling that! I heard him grunt. I came again, screaming. (Told you I'm a screamer!) We fucked hard for ... hell, I have no idea how long. My third orgasm hit me just as his was beginning to build again. Great timing, huh?
"I know you're about to cum, Daddy. I can feel it," I cooed. "Your good little daughter can tell. Do you want to cum in my hole or my mouth, Daddy? Or on my face? Or on my titties? You can do anything you want with your little girl. Thank you so much for taking my virginity, Daddy! I'm so glad you were the first lover!"
He pulled out, helped me up to my knees and I opened my mouth. It took only a few of my strokes on his beautiful cock to make him erupt in my mouth. I swallowed, but had to close my lips to do it. After I did, cum blew onto my pretty face. I opened my mouth again and took the rest of his cum, purposelly letting some dribble onto my 36Cs.
Believe it or not, the onlookers began to applaud. I swear they did.
I leaned back, looked into his face with my sparkling green eyes, and gave him a pouty look. "Did I do it right, Daddy? Did your little girl make you feel good? I love you so much, Daddy!"
I stroked his semi-hard cock, draining the last of his cum, and licked him clean while still looking up at him. "Did it feel good, Daddy? Please tell me it did! I know I didn't swallow it all, Daddy, but it was just too much! Did you like it, Daddy?"
Someone helped me to my feet and wiped the cum off my face. I was handed a glass of water, and I swished and swallowed three or four times. Plus, I needed to hydrate after that pounding! The men are tops, remember? And none want cum in their mouths before we do the tongue hula. We kissed for a long while, so I guess that answered the question as to whether or not I was good.
He sat down on a nearby leather-covered loveseat and I squirmed onto his lap. "What now, Daddy?"
"Now we watch," he said. He began caressing my stocking-covered thigh. Sweet! I wiggled my cute naked ass a little and felt him hardening again. I swear he was!
The others paired up and went to it. Really went to it. After the men came and rested just a little bit, we changed partners and started over.
This time, I was with what appeared to be the oldest of the bunch, but he had a huge cock and a ton of stamina. He had no problem getting hard, it but took awhile for him to cum again. That was so fine with me. Two more orgasms! Two more screams! He filled up my poop-chute. I love the taste of cum, but I love for my pooper to be filled, too. I licked him clean, then snuggled up against him.
"So what kind of car does my sweet little true redhead want?" he asked.
"I want one like" – ooops, I almost said "like Sissy's," which, as you know, is a no-no – "hers!" I pointed to sweet Sissy. "Can I have a silver one?"
"Of course you can, little girl. Of course you can." That would work just fine for me.
The girls and I excused ourselves to go freshen up, but we were intercepted by a beaming and still naked Sandra, now in a pair of strappy silver stilettos. Gosh, her pussy lips are scrumptious! She has really nice boobies, too! I don't think I noticed them at first, I was so mesmerized by her puffy pussy lips.
"That was just perfect," she said to me. "Just perfect. Bravo, Christy! Bravo! The naked big-dick chef and I watched on a monitor. He'll bust a nut if I don't fuck him soon, and we can't have that, right? So all of you scoot off now for naps and baths! Shake those beautiful hinnies! Scented bubble baths, girls! Two to a tub! You know how big they are!" Well, I didn't, but I had no reason to doubt her at this point. "Enemas again, please! And remember this may be your only chance to take off your heels for awhile, so take advantage of it!"
I paired up with Sissy again and we walked away, hands squeezing each others bootie cheeks. This was going to be a fun weekend. I would have done this for free. Almost.
Chapter 4 Dinner & Finding Out What The Ribbon Is For
After our bubble baths, we patted each other dry, slid into bed, our warm, soft naked bodies pressed together. We always spoon, usually with my back to her, and that was the case now. Top and bottom special girls, right? It seemed like I slept for hours and I felt very refreshed when I woke up. Sissy awoke and stretched. I had no idea what time it was but, it didn't really matter.
There was a light tap on the door. They had to be watching us on camera – which was fine – for someone to know the instant we woke up. I walked barefoot and still naked – I hoped that was okay – to the door. There was no reason for modesty now, so I opened the door wide.
Standing before me was one of the most attractive older woman I had ever seen. I guessed late 40s. Very blond and very tall. Nordic roots, maybe? She was at least 6'4", but was wearing black patent-leather stripper heels with clear two-inch platforms. Still, 6'2" is one tall lady, right?
She had on a pure-silk black French maid's uniform with fluffy white petticoats and lace. She even wore an apron. Her boobs were huge and they were nearly spilling out of the tight corset top. And what sexy bare, creamy skin above the corset top!
Her amazingly long legs were encased in black fishnet stockings with stay-up tops that didn't quite reach her skirt. Oh, my goodness, that is so sexy, right? When she bent slightly, you could see her naked ass. She wasn't wearing panties! I guess there were no panties at all in the house, huh? Fine with me!
She had a full bush, too!
She smiled at Sissy and said, "It's so great to have you back, honey. We so look forward to your visits."
She turned and looked at me, and said, "And you are everything we hoped for. I watched your Rights of Passage on a monitor and you were fantastic! Now girls, let's get you ready! We have a lot to do before dinner."
She wasn't joking. She gave us both the enema series until we ran clean again. Then she gave each of us a scented douche. "We want you sweet and fresh, Dears, don't we?" Then came the most incredible lube job I've ever had! Oh, she lingered!
This lovely woman gave us both manicures and pedicures. I was mesmerized by her plump ass and hairy pussy. I wanted to suck her titties and play with that pussy, but there was no time for that. She expertly applied our makeup and fixed our hair. I could get used to this. I have to admit, girls and boys, we were stunning!
Our peenys were as hard as iron, and she softly stoked them both. "Lovely," she said.
She laid out our things for the evening. Sissy would dress in an all-black ensemble. She rolled a pair of lace-top thigh-highs into donuts, and rolled them sensuously up both of Sissy's beautiful legs. Oh, my! She lingered a bit, smoothing out the stockings. (Please do that to me, too!) Sissy stepped into shiny five-inch patent-leather pumps. The maid fitted my sweetie with a satin choker and adorned her in gold jewelery and earrings.
Rinse and repeat with me, but in all white with pearls, sliver jewelry and dangly silver earrings. I slipped my stockinged feet into satin pumps – five inchers, again – and the maid fitted me with my choker. We were both so sexy! We were led to the door and the lovely lady wished us the best. As she did, she slipped something into Sissy's left hand. Sissy was on my left, so I couldn't see what it was.
"What's in your hand?" I asked. She just smiled and squeezed one of my rosy ass cheeks.
The timing was perfect. Cameras, right? Shannon and Megan met us at the top of the staircase.
Like Sissy, they were both dressed in the black ensemble. I was the only one in white. Before I could ask why, we were met by Sandra. Naked as always in another pair of alligator pumps. My goodness, she has expensive tastes. Would I ever get to taste that puffy pussy? I sure hoped so.
We were led through the open double doors of the plush, ornate dining room. A fire crackled in the massive stone-hearth fireplace. Sandra followed behind and closed them. She took our drink orders and walked away, her naked ass swaying beautifully. I'll bet the naked big dick chef stayed hard for her. Who wouldn't? A blind man, I guess.
The men stood and offered us seats on leather couches. As I said, true gentlemen. I sat beside a man I had yet to fuck, and crossed my legs, smiling. He placed his hand on my thigh, just above my stocking top and I smiled again, this time as seductively as I could manage.
Sandra returned with our drinks and we began to chat. The drinks loosened me up a little, but I was still a little shy. Why, after that plowing I took in the afternoon in front of everyone?
Sandra moved gracefully from couch to couch, engaging in small talk. She was glowing. I guess she'd been royally fucked by the naked big-dick chef, huh?
"Your show today was one of the best Rights of Passage we've ever had, my dear," said the man I was sitting with, and I blushed again. "I look forward to fucking you in a bit." Of course I blushed again! I was soooo looking forward to it, too.
After we'd had a couple of drinks, a sterling-silver dinner knife tapped lightly on a crystal goblet. "Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention, please," said the man who fucked me first this afternoon. "As you know, our beautiful newbie will complete the Rights of Passage tonight."
He nodded to Sissy. "Please do the honors, honey. You were the one who brought this stunning young lady to us." Sissy arose from the couch, and walked toward me. She was smiling at me and I blushed again! What the hell was I so shy about?
Then she showed me what the white white ribbon was for. I realized that was what was in her hand when we left the bedroom. When she was done, I had a big white bow on the top of the tiny shaft of my hard peepee. I guessed I was about to give back a gift with the same ribbon as the one that bound my gifts.
"Gentlemen," she said. "This spectacular true redhead newbie is yours."
The men rose and Sissy retired to one of the couches. Sandra sat down next to her and they cuddled. Megan and Shannon were doing the same. I didn't look, but I knew they were fondling each other. I so hope Sissy is fingering Sandra's sweet pussy!
All eyes were on me again. The four men approached and began undressing. Fuck me, I was about to get four big cocks for the first time ever. He'll, I'd never even done a three-way.
The sexy maid appeared and slid a large satin-covered pad toward us. Where did that come from? Obviously the maid was very good at what she does.
I knelt down on the mattress and faced the men. I knew what they wanted. They were all hard and I began working my way from cock to cock, sucking. The man I was with on the couch motioned for me to lie down on my back. I did and was surrounded by the men, who began kissing me all over. Well, everywhere but my thingy. My nipples were sucked and teased. My lips kissed. My thighs were caressed up to my ... well, you know. This was about to happen, and I couldn't wait.
The man from the couch flipped me over and I rose to my all-fours, arching my back, inviting him in. I felt so vulnerable, but at the same time, ready for more fucking and sucking. He entered me and I screamed in delight.
Since I was on all-fours, I could only suck the three other dicks one at a time – no hands, obviously – switching back and fourth between them.
My hole was being pounded and I felt an orgasm swelling in my tummy. I screamed yet again in ecstasy when it hit. I involuntarily bucked my ass up and down. The man fucking me pulled out before he came, and he was replaced by one of the men I had been sucking. No idea which one, and I didn't care.
This went on forever, it seemed, and I came again. But none of the men had squirted their precious sperm yet, and I was being handed off from man to man.
Then I was flipped over on to my back and fucked missionary style, while I sucked and stroked the others. Using my hands on two cocks this time! Their sweet meat was in my hands, my hole and my mouth. Fuck, I was loving this!
And then my third orgasm hit, even harder than the first two. Talk about screaming! Then they all stopped, and as if on cue, the four men began to cum. I could feel their hot blasts bathing my face, my titties, my tummy. But they kept it off my hair and out of my eyes.
I searched for a cock to suck and I found all four. The hot squirts began to subside, and I slowly moved from cock to cock, cleaning them completely. When I was done, I collapsed on my back and received another round of loud applause.
"Was she everything I promised?" asked sweet Sissy.
They all spoke together. "Yes! Absolutely! Spectacular!"
All I could do was lie there, exhausted. But I was so full of warm cum in my pooper and mouth! Pure bliss!
I felt hands helping me to my knees, then to my feet. My legs were like noodles. I opened my eyes to see Sandra and the hot maid at my elbows. They ushered me into a nearby full bathroom and stripped off my heels, stockings and choker.
Sandra said, "This is for you, baby." She gently placed the white ribbon in my hand. Hell, I couldn't even remember it being taken off. "It's a keepsake for passing the Rights of Passage with flying colors. Give it back, and I'll keep it safe for you until you leave. I just wanted you to see it.
"Now let's get you cleaned up and dressed so you can eat, drink, and suck and fuck some more."
Oh, baby, more to come!
They drew another warm bath, this time without bubbles, but with scented bath beds. I slowly stepped in with their help. I was almost unconscious I was so tired. The maid gently washed me off as Sandra prepared another enema and scented douche. There was no poop to wash out, but cum was still leaking out of my stretched hole.
Then came another lube job, and they reapplied my makeup and brushed my red hair. It was flaming again, boys and girls!
I was then dressed in the same black ensemble as the other girls, (I guess this was my official acceptance?) and escorted to the dinner table. One of the men held the chair for me and I sat demurely, crossing my legs. The men were dressed in their tuxes again. I managed to thank them from the bottom of my heart for welcoming me into the club.
I was still so out of it, I could not possibly tell you what the naked big-dick chef prepared. But I know it was served by the tall, busty, blond pantyless maid. She's impossible to miss!
I began to eat slowly and I started to perk up a bit. Champagne was served and I was soon working on a damn good, glowing buzz.
We retired to the couches and paired up.
The man I sat with before was replaced by another. I kissed him, took off his trousers and began to stroke and suck. He lightly tapped my shoulder and motioned for me lie tummy down on the couch. He removed the rest of his tux, placed a pillow under my hips, lifting me before he entered me, doing all the work. Believe it or not, I came twice more before he filled me with his love juice. I was too tired to scream, but trust me, the orgasms were just as intense as ever.
So with that, it was over for the day. Sissy and I walked to our room and she helped remove my heels, stockings and choker. I was too tired to help her, but she knows how much I love her.
She ran a warm damp cloth over my face to remove my makeup. When she was done, we slipped into bed naked, and Sissy covered us both with a thick comforter. We spooned as we usually do, and I wiggled my ass against her. But we were both too exhausted for fun and games.
As I drifted off, she whispered in my ear, "Well done, sweet baby. Well done."
Chapter 5 Sunny Saturday
On Saturday morning, we took it easy for awhile. Last night was plenty of hard fucking for everyone for awhile. We drank Bloody Mary's and Mimosas (warm, glowing buzz again!), and dined on a delicious brunch prepared by the naked big-dick chef. This was the first time I'd seen him. Oh my goodness! He was so fine! And it was really big dick, girls and boys! I'd love to measure it! Before and after it got hard.
We girls were naked, except for our heels, of course. We all chose pumps. Mine were pink! Surprise, surprise! And Sandra had on the third pair of alligator pumps I'd seen her in this weekend.
I was actually beginning to enjoy being totally naked in front of a group of people. The feeling of having a bare, erect peeny – even a teeny, tiny one like mine – for all to see while wearing just a pair of sexy heels is exciting. The warm breeze teased me. No joke! My peepee would swing from side to side when I walked. I felt so incredibly exposed! I don't think I'll ever get rid it, not even if I can have a pussy like Sandra's. I like it too much. And Sissy likes it, too. All the better, right?
I was starting to fantasize about a ... well, I guess you'd call it a one naked special girl/clothed-group fuckfest. But if it ever happenens, I want my sweet Sissy to watch. I imagined me as the only girl besides Sissy in a front of dressed men with only their cocks out. I was learning to crave sucking and fucking in front of people. The more the merrier. But for right now, things were just fine.
Something else that struck me that day was that I was not the only special girl walking around with a perpetual stiffy. Sissy, Shannon and Megan were keeping their pretty thingys up, too. Was the naked big-dick chef spiking our food with Viagra? If he was, I was fine with it. I figured the men were taking the little blue pills by the handful because they never had problems erecting when things heated up.
I knew that after our three years was up, the men would want a move younger girls. That's fine. I understand. But our business would be firmly established by then, and I felt like we could find a group of silver foxes in our hen-house, if you catch my drift. I really believed business was going to be good for a lot of years, and that made me even hornier.
As the day wore on and the sun became warmer, we began to pair up again. We were passed around from man to man until each of us had been fucked twice. That means my hole was slammed eight times that afternoon. The men were insatiable. But so were we!
During a break, I even got to suck the older lady's big titties! She was out of her maid's uniform today and was wearing an ankle-length, tight, black fishnet body-stocking with strappy black stilettos. She stretched that sheath in all the right places! Two openings in the body-stocking exposed her amazing titties.
On top of all that, I could see she had trimmed her hairy pussy a little, and it was even hotter! Oh, my! I hope I'll look as good as her when I'm in my 40s. I was starting to get the picture that she, Sandra and the naked big-dick chef kept and maintained the house. Would we use it when we started with a new group? I hope so. It's perfect.
The grounds were immaculate, so I assumed a crew came in regularly to mow and trim, and to keep the pool sparkling, when we and the clients were away.
And then a cum-blowing thought hit me (as if I could have a wet cum, right?). I wonder if the older sweetheart had once been a special girl? Oh, well. It'd fun to fantasize.
As the sun began to set, the naked big-dick chef fired up the grill (that had to be dangerous) and threw on some thick steaks. While they were sizzling, Sandra grabbed his hard cock and guided him to me.
"For another newbie present, how would you like to suck this monster?" she asked as she wiggled that long, thick, beautiful thing in my face. I managed to get about two-thirds of it in my mouth and didn't spill a drop when he came. Not a single drop!
We all fucked a couple more times after the steaks and drinks, then called it an evening. If you're counting, that meant I was mounted 10 times that day! I was so full of cum in my booty-hole, but I was able to poop most of it out before climbing naked in the bed with the lovely Sissy. We spooned again, but we were too fucked out to do any more than sleep.
Final Chapter What Now?
The following morning, we were each fucked once and we said our good-byes. The men exited the room after kissing the four of us and never saw us walk out the door for the drive home. Secrecy is good.
As we left, Sandra handed me a small gift box and closed the double doors. My white ribbon was inside. Maybe I would letter-box it and hang it on my wall. I was asleep as soon as I buckled in.
When I awoke, Megan and Shannon had already been dropped off and we were in my drive. Sissy walked me to the door and kissed me.
"Let's talk tomorrow," she said, and turned to walk back to the car. That sweet ass is fun to watch even when it's not bare-ass naked.
The next day, I awoke to a ringing doorbell. I answered it, completely naked again, and there was my Sissy, holding something in her hand, hiding whatever it was like she did the ribbon. She gently took my hand, turned it palm up, and dropped in a set of Mercedes keys. Would it be the silver one I wanted? They hadn't cut any corners yet, so why start now?
"Are you all in?" she asked.
"Of fuck, yes." It was a whisper, but don't read that as a lack of excitement.
She winked and said, "I thought you would be. I'll be here Friday at noon to pick you up. You were such a hit we've been invited back this weekend. Be ready."
Ten-thousand fucking dollars, a new Benz, jewelry worth well into the double figures, and Rolex for something I love doing. I guess I was worth it, girls and boys!
And packing for these trips is really easy.
Oh, yeah. It was a silver Benz convertible.
And I found that Shannon and Megan are delicious!
And Sandra! I got to kiss and tongue that puffy pussy of hers! My wonderful Sissy moved in with me; Shannon and Megan are shacking up, too!
My partners really liked my fashion-business for girls like us idea and our accountant is working on setting it up.
Hugs, and sweet kisses until next time! And yes, there will be a next time.