Caitlyn and Ginny came downstairs. Caitlyn was walking slowly in her high heels, holding Ginny's arm. Olga handed Mr. Bee a drink and smiled at Ginny. I was sitting on Mr. Bee's lap and could smell his drink. It reminded me of Mom's parties when she had company - like some kind of whiskey.
Mr. Bee said, "OK, are you girls ready to play some games?" Then he looked at Caitlyn, "Well, let's rest a minute first. You look a little wobbly on your feet tonight, Caitlyn." He winked at Ginny.
Mr. Jay came over to me and led me over near the fireplace. He said, "Lisa, I know that Father explained that you would be helping us with our confessions by coming out here. Well, we like to act out some of our fantasies, but nobody will hurt you or put his penis in your vagina. Just so you know that. You are safe here. We'll have fun, too."
I smiled at him. "I know."
He kissed me on the cheek, and went over to the bar that was set up outside the kitchen door.
Then Mr. Bee said, "Let's put the couch and stuffed chairs in a circle and play 'Pass-the-Girl' since all you girls look a little wobbly right now."
The grown-ups scooted the loveseat across the room so it was in front of the couch and put a big, stuffed chair at either end. I thought it looked more like a trapezoid than a circle because the couch was so much bigger than the loveseat. We learned about trapezoids in school last week. "It looks more like a trapezoid to me." I said, giggling. Everybody laughed.
Charles, Olga, and Mr. Bee sat on the couch. Mr. Jay and Ginny sat in the stuffed chairs and Mr. Thomas sat in the middle of the loveseat. "You girls aren't allowed to touch the floor as you go around our circle, I mean, 'our trapezoid!'" Everybody laughed again, and we climbed into the circle. They scooted the furniture closer so the stuffed arms were touching. Mr. Bee said, "Ginny turn on some music and get out the blindfolds for our three pretty girls." She played a lively cd with mostly oldies.
Once we were all blindfolded and standing in the middle in our high heels, Mr. Bee said we could take off our shoes. "And since you'll be climbing over the furniture ... because you're not allowed to touch the floor as your climb around and around our trapezoid ... we'll also help you take off your pretty dresses. You'll still have on your bras, panties, garter belts and black hose. Here are some fresh panties before we get started. We'll help you take off your shoes, dresses, and panties. No peeking. Panties off first."
We were giggling and squirming around as we got ready. The grown-ups helped us take off our panties, shoes and dresses. After Mr. Thomas helped me take off my panties, he let me feel the new pair I would be wearing in a few minutes. It felt like a little triangle of silky material with an elastic waistband but no back or bottom, just strings that would go around my legs and up to the back of the waistband. "These are called 'crotchless panties' and they are an important part of the game. You have to climb around the circle - and I know it's more like a trapezoid, Lisa, but we'll call it a circle - whenever I say, 'Freeze!' you have to try to hold still. If I say, 'Lap!' then you have to find a lap and sit there. Whoever is holding you might kiss you or tickle you or touch you, and that's also part of the game. They can put you in any funny position they want to, and you have to try to stay in that position. Stand still while we change positions, and then you can begin practicing. There are a couple more rules that I will explain in a minute, but mainly, 'Don't touch the floor!'" He said real loud and then laughed. He laughed a lot and seemed really happy.
A big man pulled me onto his lap, and I knew it wasn't Mr. Jay, Charles, or Mr. Thomas, even though Mr. Thomas was big, too, but I couldn't smell his after shave. So it must be Mr. Bee. "When somebody positions you, you need to try to stay in that position. Don't say anything or wiggle even if a finger goes in you. You have to concentrate and always be ready to head clockwise around our circle when I say, 'Go!'" He smacked me on my bare bottom to send me on my way.
I could hear the other girls getting swatted, too, and then Caitlyn started giggling. I climbed over the arm of the loveseat and across the arm of one of the chairs, and it was Ginny holding me. She tickled me as I climbed across her and kissed my fanny as I climbed over onto the couch. I could hear Caitlin's giggles, swats on somebody's bottom, or furniture creaking as we climbed over the arms. I crawled over Mr. Jay who felt my breasts, and was climbing over Charles when Mr. Bee said, "Lap!"
As Charles turned me upside down and onto my back and bent me so my feet were up over my head, Mr. Bee reminded us that we had to try not to make noises, and that we had to get in whatever position the person we were sitting on put us in. The music started playing louder so I guess one of the grown-ups had the remote controller. My legs were apart, like I was doing a shoulder stand, and my bottom was lifted in the air as I laid face up with my back against his chest and my hips by his neck. I was upside down on his lap. He lifted my bottom higher and bent my knees even more and then kissed me on my pussy lips. I tried to hold still while he kept kissing me there and sticking his tongue in. Charles was strong and handsome and I felt a thrill that he wanted to kiss me there. He pulled the strings of my crotchless panties apart as he pulled my lips open wider. His tongue went way in my vagina. He lapped up over my clit and then stuck his tongue in my vagina again.
I heard Caitlyn say, "nnnn" so I knew she was real close. Mr. Bee said, "Go."
We all started crawling again. I hear a thump and Brenda said, "Oops." Then she laughed. After crawling over two more laps, Mr. Bee said, "Lap!" and I was on his lap because I heard him say it right in my ear. He put one of my knees on either side of his lap so I was facing him. He felt my breasts with both of his hands. He kissed me on the mouth and reached one hand down under my crotchless panties and pushed a big finger all the way up my vagina. I could hear the other girls getting positioned and everybody seemed to be moving around. Some of the grown-ups changed places, I guess to get us mixed up. Mr. Bee pulled his finger out and then slid it back in again. He put his mouth by my ear and whispered, "You're so cute, Lisa. And you're wet, too. Do you like playing these games?" After he asked that, he turned his head so my lips were up against his ear.
As I whispered, "Yes," he pushed his finger in me again.
He moved his head and whispered, "I want to look at you a second." Then he flipped me upside down so my head was between his knees and my knees were against his chest and my bottom was up in the air. My shoulders were resting on his knees and I put my arms out to my sides for more support. He kissed my pussy and then opened me up with his fingers - pulling my ass and pussy open. He licked me again and blew air on my clit. It felt funny and sent another tingle to my pussy. "Go!" he said.
I must have started going the wrong direction, or else Caitlyn did, because we bumped heads in the middle of the couch as we climbed over Olga. People laughed. Mr. Bee said, "Freeze!" Olga stood up but I tried to hold still. People turned me onto my back so I was lying on my back on the couch with my knees bent. They put Caitlyn right over me with her knees on the couch on either side of my head. I smelled her pussy real close. It was right in front of my face. Her pussy had a sweet smell, and I realized that her face was right over mine, because I felt her pony tails on my thighs. Mr. Bee said, "Kiss!" and I felt Caitlyn start to lick my pussy and kiss it. A flash of light showed through my blindfold, and I realized somebody was taking pictures. I wasn't sure what to do, but somebody moved Caitlyn's knees apart so that her pussy came down to meet my lips. I started licking her. She tasted good - so much better than the man's cum I tasted a few weeks earlier. I kept licking. Caitlyn put her arms around my thighs and licked deeper, hugging my thighs and bottom to her. Then I wrapped my arms around her hips to help hold my head closer against her pussy. I kept lapping her, trying to get more of her excitement juice, while the flashes continued. I knew people were watching us lick each other.
"Go." Mr. Bee said, and some people flipped me over and sent me over the arm of the couch to the stuffed chair. I got fingered on two more laps and kissed and touched all over as people turned me every which way whenever we stopped. Ms. Ginny licked my asshole and tried to stick her tongue in it. All three of us girls were laughing and giggling as they tried to get us to climb faster and faster. Then Mr. Bee said, "Stop. Take off your blindfolds."
We took off our blindfolds and started laughing again. I was going the wrong way and about to run into them. Brenda and Caitlyn were both on the couch, climbing over Olga, Ginny, and Mr. Jay. They had us stand in the middle while the grown-ups applauded. It was so funny. Then I looked at Caitlyn and she looked at me. I was embarrassed, but she smiled at me, so I smiled back.
"Time for a little rest now, girls. Would anyone like some desert?" Brenda clapped her hands. Charles and Mr. Thomas moved the other furniture back into place, forming a much bigger circle, and then Charles put the sturdy, wood coffee table in front of the couch again. All the magazines were off it, and Olga spread towels on it, with a pillow at each end. Then she put another towel over one of the pillows and spread towels on the floor around that end of the coffee table. Ms. Ginny walked over with a jar of chocolate syrup and a can of whipped cream. Brenda didn't wait for instructions, but pulled off her panties and laid on the coffee table with her head on one pillow and her bottom on the pillow that was covered by a towel.
"Get ready." Said Ginny.
Brenda held the backs of her bent knees up by her chest and Olga adjusted the pillow a little farther under her bottom so her pussy formed a little bowl for desert! Ginny had a half teaspoon measuring spoon and put a spoonful of chocolate syrup on one side of her clit and then a little squirt of whipped cream on the other side. "That's cold!" said, Brenda before she giggled again. Since I had never played this game before, I would get to go first.
I knelt down at the end of the coffee table to lap up my desert. Ginny said, "The trick is to make your tongue go in circles, like this." She showed me her tongue going in circles. I practiced and it was harder than it looked. Ginny added, "Or you can go back and forth, but try to get some chocolate with each bite. No fair licking off all the chocolate first. Try to go round and round or back and forth. And make sure you lick all the way. I'll just give you a little bit this time to practice."
I looked up at Charles who was standing behind Brenda's head, holding a video camera. I smiled and showed the camera how I could make my tongue go in circles or back and forth. Then I put my mouth on her pussy and began going round and round Brenda's clit. She wiggled a little bit. "That's good, Lisa. You're getting it." Brenda said. "Just keep licking. That's the best way to get all of it."
Ginny pulled my shoulder back so I knelt back up. People applauded again, telling me I was doing a good job. Charles and Mr. Thomas were taking pictures. Ginny put more whipped cream all the way down one side of Brenda's pussy - from above her clit all the way down to her anus. Then she put chocolate down the other side and put another spoonful right on Brenda's anus. "Get all of it, Lisa." She smiled at me. "You're doing fine." I waited a few seconds for them to take close ups of my desert dish. When Charles nodded to me I started licking again.
It took a minute, but I finished all the chocolate and whipped cream. I had to keep licking round and round Brenda's clit and licked lots of times on her anus to get all the chocolate. Ginny inspected the bowl and said, "She licked it clean!" Everybody applauded again, and I sat on Mr. Bee's lap. There was some chocolate on my right cheek, so Olga handed Mr. Bee a warm washcloth so he could wipe off my face.
Mr. Bee told me I did great and asked me if I liked desert. "Yes." I said, "It was funny and it tasted good, too." He laughed and squeezed me. "And did Caitlyn taste good earlier?"
I blushed. "Yes." I felt a tingle when I remembered doing that.
We watched Caitlyn, Charles, and Ginny have some desert, and then it was my turn to be the bowl! I smiled at the cameras as Ginny put me in 'bowl' position, grasping the backs of my knees. Ginny looked at my open pussy as I held my knees up to my chest. "Looks like she's pretty creamy already, but I'll add some chocolate and whipped cream to make a really tasty desert. Get a picture first." She reminded Mr. Thomas and Charles to get some close-ups of my wet pussy. It was kind of embarrassing with everybody looking at it while I held it open. Then everybody wanted a close look. I blushed while everybody got closer. "Playing these games gets you excited, doesn't it, Lisa?" Asked Mr. Thomas.
"It's fun and exciting. I never played games like these before."
Mr. Jay said, "I'd like to lick the bowl for a few seconds before you add the chocolate and whipped cream." He knelt down and started licking my pussy, reaching his tongue as far in me as it would go.
"Oh." I said when he licked up over my clit.
"Now she's ready to be a desert bowl." He said as he stood up.
"That's cold!" I said when Ginny squirted whipped cream down the side of my pussy all the way to my bottom. The chocolate felt cool, too, but not as cold as the whipped cream. She put a big spoonful down the right side of my clit and another full spoonful on my anus. Brenda wanted to go first because she didn't have any desert yet. All the grown-ups said they wanted to go first, too! But then they laughed and let Brenda go first. It felt so funny when she started licking. I felt myself blush, but I squirmed at the same time. "Ohh." I said, as she licked up and around my clit over and over. It was hard to hold still.
Mr. Bee said, "That bowl is wiggling!"
I kind of lost track of who was having desert in my bowl, but I think everybody had some. Mr. Thomas took two turns even though he didn't want any whipped cream or chocolate on me. Ginny wiped me off with a warm soapy washcloth before each of the grown ups had some desert. She said, "Time to wash the dishes." And the she washed my pussy. Most of the people went to the dining area and the kitchen while the grown-ups had desert one at a time. Mr. Thomas fingered me a few times and then started licking. He said I tasted great, but he would like more time later to get me nice and juicy. "Maybe after we play the 'tickle-buzzer' game, Lisa. Then you and I could go upstairs for a few minutes. OK?"
"Ummm. OK." The tingles had been building up inside me while everybody ate desert out of my bowl, but they stopped before I exploded inside.
Then Mr. Thomas led me out to the kitchen to get some pop. I wasn't hungry, but had a brownie, anyway. The food and pop were really good.
Mr. Bee said he had special costumes for us and we would do a little fashion show tonight, and play the 'tickle buzzer' game at the same time. He and Olga took me in the side bedroom to get me ready. Olga undressed me completely and put some perfumed lotion all over me. It smelled good and felt good the way she massaged me. Mr. Bee and Mr. Thomas helped, too, but they mainly put lotion on my bottom and my breasts.
Olga opened a small box and pulled out some kind of old fashioned girdle thing. It was black and lacy. "It's a special size, ribbed corset - just for you. It would be very expensive, but Mr. Bee sells specialty clothing and had these made for you girls." There were like fifty little holes in the back where it would fasten together, kind of like a gym shoe, like for the laces. "There are six laces for the back, Lisa, so we can get this on and then adjust them one at a time. Then we'll put on your new garter belt, hose, and shoes."
"What about panties and a dress?" I asked. It seemed like I was mostly undressed since dinner.
They laughed. Olga said, "You'll have panties, but I think you're doing just fine tonight without any panties!"
"You don't seem to keep them on very long, Lisa!" Mr. Bee said with a laugh.
The corset had half cups under my breasts so they kind of laid in them while the corset held them up even higher - even with my armpits. My nipples were bare and sticking straight out in front of me with black lace tickling my breasts underneath. The bottom of the corset was just under my belly button. "That's awfully tight." I said, as they began tightening the laces in the back again.
"It's supposed to be tight, Lisa. This will draw in your narrow waist and make it even narrower."
"And your hips and breasts will be fuller." Added Olga, with a pull on one of the laces in the middle of my back.
"It's getting harder to breathe." I said. It really did feel too tight.
Mr. Bee said, "You won't be doing any aerobics while you're wearing this. Besides, there are two more visitors coming. Should be here pretty soon. They are coming a long way. You want to look nice for them. Remember what Father told you? About helping men think about their sinful thoughts? Well, this is another fantasy. Young girls dressed up in corsets and lace, lipstick and high heels. You'll look so pretty."
"And yes, you'll have on a dress, too, Lisa, at least at first when you meet the new visitors." Said Olga.
It took a while and I had to stand still while they tightened and retightened the corset down my back. My breasts did look bigger and they were up so high, but it was hard to breathe. In the mirror I could see that my hips looked fuller, too. I had to look in the mirror, because I couldn't bend forward to look. Mr. Bee helped me with the hose and garter belt, while Olga fixed up my hair, combed out with a little curl and another bow in the back. She put on make-up a little heavier, with eye shadow, eyebrow liner, and bright red lipstick. She put a velvet choker collar around my neck with a pearl hanging in the middle, down between my bigger breasts. I really did look sexy.
Olga held my arm while Mr. Bee helped me step into the sheer, black, lacy panties. Then Olga got a beautiful, red, silk dress out of the closet. It was in a plastic, hanger bag. I saw the price tag as she cut it off with a scissors. Three hundred dollars! "Mr. Zee bought this for you, Lisa. He will be here soon. You look so pretty."
The dress - or whatever it was - was short - just down to the bottom of my panties, like the black dress I had worn earlier. It fastened with little buttons around the corset just under the bra-shelf, and around the back. It was more like a wrap-around sash than a dress, but it was so silky and pretty.
There was a black cord around the center in little belt loops. "I need to tighten the belt, Lisa." Olga said, as she tightened the cord. "It will emphasize your narrow waist. After she drew in the cord, the hemline was on the middle of my panties, with the lacy straps of the garter belt in full view going down to the tops of my hose. The top of the dress was just under the lace of the corset, leaving my breasts out in the open, like they were held up on two little platters. The lace tickled my nipples as I walked, and kept them hard, sticking out like small, dried peas on the front of my nickel-size pink areoles.
"Beautiful!" Said Olga, as she sprayed perfume in the air and let me walk through it.
"My God, she is hot!" said, Mr. Bee, who rubbed his trousers. I knew what that meant from helping Father with that man's confession in the back of the church. It meant I turned him on. I smiled at Mr. Bee and walked over to him. "Thank you for your help. I feel so grown-up and pretty." He looked down at the tops of my nipples.
I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe my eyes. I looked so much older!
"Here are the shoes, Lisa." Mr. Bee was holding them out for me to look at. Such high heels! And even high toes! Black patent leather shoes with stiletto heels and a small bow over the toes. He put them on me while Olga steadied me. I was as tall as Olga now, and practiced walking. Mr. Bee held a large hand mirror so I could see the dresser mirror behind me. He moved the mirror down by my panties. They looked so sexy! I felt another tingle. He had me try to open my legs a little farther so he could put the mirror under the front of my panties. They were so sheer and fancy. I could see through them since there was no liner.
I turned in front of the mirror again, looking at the reflection of a very sexy girl.
Charles came in and took pictures as I walked around for him. "Your breasts look so big and sexy, Lisa. Like a high school or college girl!" He tickled the tops of my exposed nipples to make them stand out even more. My nipples were fully out in the open as I turned for him to take more pictures and video, the stiff lace of the corset tickled the underside of my nipples with each step.
They walked me out into the great room. Caitlin was there already, but Brenda hadn't come in. Caitlin looked beautiful, too, in a similar outfit, except her dress was a light green. I could see her black panties below the hem of her short dress. We heard a car drive up while everyone was coming over to give me a gentle hug and tell me how pretty I looked. I could tell I was taller. I had to walk slower because of the shoes and corset. Everyone noticed my larger breasts and erect nipples. "Ginny patted my bottom through the silky panties. "Your hips are fuller, too, Lisa. I can't wait to kiss you all over." I felt a zing when she said that, remembering the time she licked me at John's house, and earlier today when I listened to her doing things with Caitlyn.
"OK." I said, with a sophisticated smile. I didn't feel like a twelve year old kid. I felt like a sexy model who could be in college.
Champion started barking again as the car came to a stop. A minute later a man and a woman entered. Both were dressed up. He looked to be about forty and she was in her twenties. She had a small suitcase in her hand, and kept looking at me with a smile on her face. I smiled back. "
"Mr. and Mrs. Zee, this is Lisa. You already know Caitlyn."
"We know her well." He said, as he took my hand and kissed it. "You and Caitlyn both look absolutely stunning tonight." Mr. Zee hugged me, and then Caitlyn. While he was hugging Caitlyn, Mrs. Zee hugged me and kissed the side of my neck.
"Beautiful." She said, looking at me from head to toe again. "Turn around, Lisa."
I turned slowly, not wanting to fall in those high heels. The corset slowed me down, too. The toes were also about an inch and a half, Mr. Bee said, and it felt like I was standing on my tippy toes on the front of my shoes - so I had to walk carefully.
Mr. Jay came out to greet them. "Sorry you missed desert, Old Chap." He said, and shook hands with Mr. Zee. Mr. Jay patted him on the shoulder. Then he took Mrs. Zee's hand and kissed the back of it. "Hello, Darling." He said. Mrs. Zee smiled but was staring at me.
Then Mr. Jay asked me to run out to the kitchen to get the drinks for Mr. and Mrs. Zee. Ginny was in the kitchen when I got there and she handed me two martini glasses. Each glass had an olive on a toothpick. I smelled the drinks as I started to carefully walk back to the great room. It reminded me of what the painter used to clean his paintbrushes when he was painting the trailer court office. Mrs. Zee was sitting on the couch and watched me walk all the way over to her. She held out her hand and took her drink.
Mr. Zee was over near the door talking with Charles. Charles had Champion on a leash, standing by the door. As I approached cautiously with Mr. Zee's drink, Champion started whining and tried to get close to sniff me again. Mr. Zee thanked me for his drink. "I think Champion really likes you. Hold still until he gets used to you." Charles knelt beside the dog and held his paws to make him taller and to keep him from jumping up on me and giving me runners in my hose. It was embarrassing with everybody watching as Champion wined and put his nose against my panties. He kept sniffing. Mr. Zee said, "Let him get a good whiff, Lisa. Then he will remember you for sure." He stood beside me and helped balance me with one hand. Charles reached out his free hand and lifted the hem of my dress so Champion could sniff even closer. He was pushing his nose into my panties and whining and wiggling all around, like he wanted to get lose. I looked around and it seemed like everybody was watching.
"Champion seems to really like you, Lisa." Mr. Zee said. "And you're doing the best thing by standing still and letting him get to know you."
"How can dogs tell who you are by sniffing you there?" I asked when Charles finally took Champion back outside.
Mr. Zee put his hand on my shoulder. "I'm going to talk to Mr. Bee about another game for tonight. Then maybe you'll have a better idea." He laughed. "And that's a good question, Lisa. Walk with me around the room with me." He leaned over to whisper in my ear as we started walking. "I think my wife loves to watch you walk. You have a perfect figure, Lisa. And you're breasts are starting to get ripe and tender. You really don't need the corset; it's just to emphasize your natural beauty."
I blushed and he laughed, keeping an arm around my shoulders as we walked. I noticed Ginny and Mrs. Zee talking while they were watching me. Both ladies were smiling. When we got to them, Ginny said, "Lisa got her first enema this afternoon. She did a very good job of holding still while we lubricated her."
Mrs. Zee asked, "It didn't hurt when they lubricated you, did it, Lisa?"
I blushed. "No."
Ginny said, "The other girls and Charles each took turns putting in a finger with more lubricant until she got very slippery. And Charles has such big fingers, but he pushed it in all the way ... several times."
Mrs. Zee looked at me. "Could you tell when Charles slid his big finger in you? And how did it feel"
"Yes. I thought it was his finger because it was so much bigger and tighter. And it went in farther, too." I said, trying to be correct about my memory.
"It didn't hurt, I bet." Mrs. Zee said as she looked at me with a smile.
"No. It didn't hurt."
"Well, you have such a cute bottom; I bet he would be happy to do it again. Maybe later? And can I watch him finger you?"
I felt another tingle as I said, "Yes."
"And may I help lubricate your sweet, little bottom before he pushes his finger all the way in?"
Then Olga and Mr. Thomas came in the front door with Brenda. She had breasts! She was wearing the same kind of corset that Caitlyn and I were wearing and it pushed her almost flat chest up into two, cute little titties! Her tiny pink nipples were also erect and getting tickled underneath by the stiff lace. She smiled when we all clapped our hands for her.
I started to walk over to greet Brenda, but Mrs. Zee took my elbow. "Wait with me a moment, Lisa. Did Brenda and Caitlyn also put their fingers in your bottom?"
"Yes. Both of them. They were helping get me ready."
"Oh, yes." She smiled. "Good girl. Now go hug Brenda."
I smiled back and went over to greet Brenda. She looked so cute, too.
Then we danced with the men and talked with people while the grown-ups had a few drinks.
Mr. Jay had us take off our dresses to do a little fashion show with our corsets and hose. Brenda, Caitlyn, and I walked around in our panties, high heels, hose, garter belts, and the corsets.
About a half hour later, we got to take off our corsets, but kept on the high heels, garter-belts, panties, hose, and high heels. We did a "booby dance" with our unusually larger titties, just freed from our corsets. Ms. Ginny explained that when we first take off the corsets our titties will continue to seem higher and bigger for a while. We tried to bounce or twist to make our boobies dance. Charles was holding his video camera while we tried to make them bounce to the beat of the music.
Then we played the buzzer-tickle game, when we walked around talking with the grown-ups. They asked us questions about school, or things we did already that weekend, but they also each held a thing called a vibrator. While we talked, we were supposed to pretend we didn't even notice it, while they sometimes buzzed our nipples, or the front of our panties. It made it hard to carry on a conversation, but Mr. Jay said it would help us learn to talk even while we were enjoying something else. The trick was to keep talking and looking in the person's face while he or she held a vibrator up against our panties. It really tickled at first, and I giggled, like Caitlyn. Then it started to give me zingers all over my pussy each time somebody pushed one up against me.
As part of the game, Mr. Jay dinged a little bell every minute or so and then we had to go talk with somebody else.
I noticed that when I walked up to a new person I stood with my feet farther apart so it would be easier for the lady or man to reach farther under me with the vibrator. It was getting harder and harder to concentrate, especially when I talked with Mr. and Mrs. Zee at the same time and they were both touching vibrators on my titties or panties. Mr. Zee showed me his right hand while he tickle-buzzed me with his left. "I have big fingers, too, Lisa. Maybe I could help lubricate your bottom again later. Tell me how the girls did it earlier."
"I was on my hands and knees and then lowered my shoulders onto some pillows so I could pull my bottom open with both hands. That way they could see what they were doing easier." As I tried to explain this to them, they both pressed their vibrator against the front of my pussy at the same time. "Ohh. And then they took turns putting... oh... putting ... the slippery lubricant... oh... on their fingers... and oh... pushed a finger in my bottom... oh... and pretty soon... oh... it was getting slippery... oh... and they could push in real fast..." I was standing with my feet apart and couldn't help but wiggle and squirm around while I talked with them.
Mr. Jay came over to join us. He wasn't holding up the bell yet, but started talking with us, pretending not to notice that there were two vibrators rubbing around on my pussy. I had to look at the grown-ups faces while we talked. Mr. Jay asked me to tell them what it felt like when I had to be the sundae dish and everyone had desert.
He smiled at me as I squirmed around while I tried to talk. "Well, I laid back on the coffee table and held my knees... oh... and then they put a towel and a pillow under my bottom to hold my hips up higher than my face, so like... oh, oh... like then the chocolate sauce and whipped cream wouldn't run down... oh... and ..." I moved my feet a little bit farther apart.
Mrs. Zee pressed her vibrator an inch into my vagina, pushing my panties part way in me, while Mr. Zee pressed his against my clit. But I tried to keep talking, "And the whipped cream was cold... oh... and the chocolate... oh... sauce was on the other side of my clit and Caitlyn was moving her tongue... oh... around in circles... and everybody was watching us."
Mrs. Zee was moving her vibrator around and around - like having a little sword fight with Mr. Zee. They were each trying to press their vibrator on my clit. Mrs. Zee asked, "Did it feel good, Lisa? When she licked around and around your clit?"
Mr. Jay rang the little bell, and I stood up straight again. He said, "Come over by the couch everyone. Someone help each of our girls take off her panties."
Mrs. Zee knelt down beside me and pulled my panties down. They were still pushed partly up inside me, but she gently pulled them down and then helped me step out of them. "These are soaking wet, Lisa. Did you like that buzzer-tickle game?"
Mr. Bee took over as host and said, "Earlier tonight Lisa, our new girl ... and isn't she doing a wonderful job?"
Everyone clapped, and I blushed.
"She asked how dogs could tell people apart by sniffing them, so we're going to try a little experiment." He had Caitlyn and Brenda lay back on the front edge of the couch. "Hold them carefully." Mr. Bee said to his helpers. "Don't wipe off any wetness on the couch; just lay them back so they can put their knees apart. Lay their heads against the back of the couch with their hips over the front edge." He put a cushion on the floor and had me get on my hands and knees on the cushion.
Two of the grown-ups slid the cushion in front of Caitlyn's open pussy and I sniffed and licked her. Then they slid me over in front of Brenda's and I sniffed and licked her. Ginny put a blindfold on me and they turned the cushion around and slid me in front of one of the girls. I knew it was Brenda right away, but didn't say so. Instead I licked her a few times before saying it was Brenda.
Everybody clapped, and they turned the cushion around and I heard people moving the girls, because Caitlyn giggled. "Brenda again." I said after a few licks.
Then they slid me in front of Caitlyn and I could tell the difference, but licked her anyway. She was really wet. It tasted good, too. I was starting to like it. I kept licking and said, "Caitlyn." And licked some more.
"That concludes the formal part of our evening games." Said Mr. Bee, with a big laugh.
Mrs. Zee grabbed my arm, turned me to face her, and kissed me on the mouth. "Would you like to play games with me for a little while, Lisa? I mean with me, Ginny, and Charles?"
Charles and Ginny had come over to join us. I said, "Sure, that sounds like fun. What kind of games?"
Mrs. Zee, Ginny, and Charles took me to the upstairs bedroom that's open to the top of the living room. Ginny said, "Lisa, we're going to play some private games with you. I've got the lubricant. Mrs. Zee, did you bring the vibrators?" Mrs. Zee said she had them. I'm sure they could hear me moaning downstairs a few minutes later! The put me in the hands and knees position with my head and shoulders resting on some of the thick cushions so I could pull my bottom open. They took turns pushing fingers in me - my bottom or my vagina - while somebody else felt my titties or tickled my clit with a vibrator. I came right away; rested; and then came again. Each time they put me in position after a short rest, I felt ready to come again. Then Ginny took a video of me licking Charles' cock and trying to get the tip of it in my mouth. I finally managed and he came in my mouth and all over my face and chest.
I got to play other games with one or two people at a time. It was fun. Everybody kept telling me how cute and sexy I was. Then I got to sleep with Mr. Jay in the big downstairs bedroom. We played one last game before we fell asleep. He gave me some cotton panties, like the ones I usually wear to school, and I laid face down on a towel. He put lots of oil on my thighs and I had to keep my feet together while he rubbed his stiff cock between my thighs, like pressing it into my panties. I had to keep my legs together and wiggle around while he rubbed his cock between my slippery thighs. He did that for a little while and then his warm cup squirted all over my panties. Mr. Jay had lots of cum, but I didn't get to taste it. He put his arms around me and we fell asleep while I still had on my gooey, sticky panties.
Olga gave me a bath in the morning and told me that some of the guests at the retreat had already left, but she wouldn't tell me who. She teased me, "And a couple of new guests arrived while you were sleeping so late, lazy girl!" But she wouldn't tell me who had arrived either. I looked at the nightie on the bed and could see right through it! It was pink and sort of like a net or silky cheesecloth material, except for the lime green ruffle around the bottom and around my neck and down the center in front. The panties tied with a bow on each side.
"What happens if somebody unties the bows, Olga?"
"They will come off, silly." She said. Olga was helping me put it on. "After I get you dressed up in this pretty nightie, I'll put a blindfold on you and then lead you out into the great room. One of the new men wants to dance with you. And the other people will want to see you, too."
I was introduced to one of the new men and danced with him wearing only my nightie and matching sheer, pink panties with lime green trim. The nightie came down to the tops of the hip-hugger panties.
One of the new men was a short, heavy man who liked to touch me. His voice sounded familiar somehow, but I had on a blindfold and wasn't allowed to see him. I liked the smell of his aftershave and he kept telling me how cute I was. I liked that, too. I was supposed to call him, "Mr. X" and then I wondered if most of the people were just using their initials instead of their real names. It was fun, like a spy movie. Mr. X liked to pick me up and carry me around. He said, "You're so light, Lisa. So cute and slim. So firm and tender. I loved watching your videos this morning." He kept talking like that while he felt around on me or tickled me.
While holding me on his lap on the big couch, he started tickling me and rolled me around on his lap. I could tell his thing was stiff because he was just wearing a sweat suit. He didn't even have shoes on.
I heard people watching the videos on the other side of the room. They seemed to be skipping around on the tape, and when I heard Brenda's voice on the tape I wondered where she was. "Where are Brenda and Caitlyn?" I asked Mr. X.
He laughed. "I'll tell you if you can hold perfectly still!" I was lying on my back and he was sitting between my knees, I had one knee behind his back against the back of the couch and the other knee was on his lap. He pushed my knee forward and pulled up my foot onto his lap and then pressed my knee down so I was spread open wider. "I can see through your panties, Lisa. Did you know I could see right through your nightie?"
"Are you glad I like to look at you?" He was tracing a finger up and down my thighs.
"I'll tell you where Brenda and Caitlyn are in just a second. You're doing good about holding still." He moved his left hand up onto my chest under the nightie and began playing with my breasts, while the fingers of his right hand started tracing up and down on my panties - real lightly - around and around my open pussy.
Several people were standing by the couch now, and I was pretty sure they were watching me. Then I heard a vibrator. Somebody turned the knob at the end so it speeded up to the highest level. Mr. X. said, "Do you know what that sound is, Lisa?"
"Yes." I answered.
"Do you want me to touch you with it?" Mr. X. asked.
"There are several people watching you, Lisa. I understand you like to let men see your panties. You like to let men see your panties, don't you, Lisa?"
"Yes, but it's a sin. But sometimes I have to do it to help men, and then it's not a sin."
"Do you know they can see right through these little panties? Do you know they can see your little, open, wet pussy right through the panties?"
"Yes." I moved my hips, trying to move my pussy closer to the vibrator. It was near my panties.
"You have to hold still, Lisa. Are you glad these people are looking at your panties now, Lisa?"
He laughed. "Well, good! And I want you to try to hold still, but before I tickle you with the vibrator you have to tell me... tell all of us, where you want me to tickle you with the vibrator. And you have to tell me that you want all of us to watch you get tickled with the vibrator."
"It's hard to hold still when you're rubbing me, but I'm trying to, and I want you to tickle my pussy with it and I want everybody to watch." When I said the word, 'watch,' he touched the vibrator lightly around my pussy, then pulled it away.
"You have to pull your panties aside and pull your pussy lips up and open with your fingers. Tell me exactly where you want me to tickle you on your pussy."
I put my hands down on the loose fitting, sheer nightie panties and pulled them to the side and opened my pussy lips. "I want you to tickle all around on my pussy, but especially right on my clit."
"It looks like you're excited, Lisa. Your pussy is so wet. So wet, firm, clean, tight, pretty, wow. You are so hot. While I tickle you, tell me if it feels good and if you're glad to let people watch. There are three men watching you besides me." I tried to open my legs a little wider, but my right leg was trapped behind Mr. X.'s back against the couch.
He started pressing a little bit harder and ran it up and down between my lips and clit. It felt so good. "Yes, tickle it like that. I like to let people watch. Do it like that. Oh!" He pressed it against my clit; pulled it away quickly; then he asked one of the men in my audience to wield the vibrator. He pressed from a different angle. "Oh!" Then he passed it to another man who traced circles around and around my clit. The vibrator touched my fingertips as he circled around and around and then he went right to the tip of my clit and pressed. "Oh!" I said again.
He turned off the vibrator and stood up, taking one of my hands away from my pussy and pulling me to stand up, too. "Brenda left already this morning, since you were curious, and Caitlyn is out in one of the other buildings playing some games. I want to play a game with you, Lisa, before we help you cum again. You don't mind if other people watch, do you?"
I felt almost ready to cum before he helped me stand up. I said, "No. I don't mind, but what kind of game?"
"We'll show you. Let's all go in the bedroom. I want to lick you for a minute. Your pussy looks so wet and tasty!" He laughed as he led me into the bedroom. The TV was still on in the great room, and some people were making comments, but I could also hear a few people following us in, even though they weren't talking.
Mr. X. liked to lick me between the legs after he took my panties off. He licked me a long time and it felt great. "You taste great, Lisa. I love licking you."
I heard some other people come in to watch us. Mr. X. said, "Charles and Ginny are in here now, Lisa. They are watching you, too. Do you remember what you did with Charles last night? That little video you made? Tell me about it and then we'll get ready for a little game. I watched that video clip this morning while you were still sleeping."
I felt myself blush with everybody watching me, even though I was blindfolded. "Well, um, I was licking him, I mean his cock and kept trying to fit the head in my mouth, but it wouldn't fit and I started giggling. He teased me about that and told me to keep trying, so I kept licking it for the camera and then opened my mouth as big as I could and finally got the whole head in so I could slide over the ridge of it since he said he liked that, and I kept sliding and then all of his sperm started shooting into my mouth and I gagged and pulled my head back and it kept squirting in my face. Then I licked it again and got the rest of it off his cock, but some was on my face and chest. That was kind of embarrassing that I missed so much of it."
Mr. X. said, "Besides Charles and me, there are three other men in here watching you now. If you sucked on each one for a minute, do you think you could tell which one is Charles with your blindfold on?"
"I think so. The tip of it is so big. Can I feel them with my hands too, or just my mouth?"
After he kissed me all over, he and Charles lubricated my bottom so they could slide their fingers in my bottom.
Then Mr. Ex said we would make a game out of it, so they positioned me on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed. He put some pillows from the stuffed chairs on the bed so I could rest my head and shoulders on them and put my hands on my ass cheeks. They lubricated my bottom and got the whole area between my cheeks covered with lubrication. Then they took turns sliding a finger around on my bottom, but if I felt a finger exactly on my asshole, I had to pull my cheeks apart real fast to catch the finger - like to make the trap open. If I caught the finger, then it pushed all the way in me and I got a point.
After I had several points, some of the other people wanted to play.
Ginny said, "We are going to play the catch game. You men get a finger all lubricated. If she catches the finger, she'll get a point and a clit-tickle. Then while the finger is all the way in her bottom, one of us will press the vibrator against her clit as a reward. I couldn't tell who all was in the room and was only sure of Mr. X., Charles, Olga, and Ginny, but I know other people were watching, too. I heard people whispering to Charles, but I couldn't tell what they were saying or who was talking.
Some of the people in the room didn't talk, but would whisper things to Charles who told me what to do.
A big finger pushed all the way in my vagina, and then another finger pushed up against my asshole so I pulled my cheeks apart and that finger slid all the way in my ass while the other finger stayed in my vagina and somebody pushed the vibrator against my clit. "Ohhh!" I said.
Several people were playing the game with me. People were coming in and out of the room, and I heard Caitlyn say she wanted to do it. Then I felt a smaller finger push in me, and she said, "Nice catch, Lisa."
People clapped each time I caught Caitlyn's finger. Then Ginny told me that instead of pulling my ass open and trying to keep my anus relaxed, that I should try to squeeze it tight to see if I could keep her from pushing her finger in. I let go of my ass and squeezed my anus shut as tight as I could, but since I was pretty slippery from all the lubricant, and since Caitlyn's finger was pretty little, she was able to push it all the way in again anyway. She said, "She has a really tight asshole when she puts her mind to it!"
Someone complimented me on how tight I could squeeze it, but I don't know who it was. Then everybody wanted to see the difference, so I had to pull it open and try to keep it relaxed so they could push a slippery finger in my bottom, and then I let it close and squeezed real tight, and they had to push so much harder. Somebody was playing with my titties which kind of distracted me.
People kept coming in and out of the room, and I heard Mr. Jay telling someone to see how tight my ass was. "Get your finger lubricated first. Now try it." Then I had to demonstrate again by keeping it relaxed and then trying to keep it closed tight. Mr. Jay said, "Very tight, isn't she?" But the person didn't answer.
A little while later Ginny had everyone leave the room except for her and Mr. Ex. He took his pants off; stood next to the bed so I could reach his cock; and let me suck him. Ginny put the vibrator on my clit and a finger in my pussy. Mr. Ex came in my mouth a few seconds later as I had an orgasm. "Ohh!" I said, when he finally pulled his shrinking cock out of my mouth. "Oh, that felt good, and you taste good, Mr. Ex. I want to taste you again sometime."
I heard someone else leave the room, even though I thought everybody else had already left. The blindfold was like another game in itself, wondering who was fingering or feeling me, or even just watching. Ginny took me into the bathroom and closed the door, giving me another quick bath after she took off my blindfold.
A little while later, when Ginny and I walked out into the great room, Father was there, drying his hands on a towel. "Oh, there you are, Lisa. Mr. Jay and Olga were telling me what a fine job you have been doing on your retreat, and that they want to see you again soon. They may tell some other sinners about you, so you can help them, too."
While I was getting my stuff ready, I heard two cars leave. Ginny said it was Mr. Ex and Brenda leaving in separate cars. Father talked with Mr. Jay and Ginny when I went upstairs to get my gym bag. He looked over at me, nodding, when I came back downstairs.
We said a prayer in the car on the way home. He said, "You are forgiven for all your sins, Lisa, as long as you keep everything you do on your retreats a secret. These retreats help the grown-ups define their sins so that they can make a more complete confession and get forgiveness. We all appreciate your help. Can you keep everything a secret, so you will be able to keep going on retreats?"
"And do you want to go on a retreat once a month so your mother will get a nice stipend to compensate her for the jobs you weren't able to do?"
"What is a stipend?"
"That means your mother will get a few hundred dollars every time you go on a retreat. So then you would be helping sinners and your mother at the same time."
"Well, yes, Father. I want to do what I can to help." I was glad I didn't have to confess about all the games and things. That would have embarrassing. And John was right, too, when he promised that nobody would have sex with me, because none of the men put a penis in my vagina.
Father said, "I want you to reflect on the things you did while you were on your retreat, because I don't want you to think about anything that happened after I drop you off. You are scheduled again in three weeks."
"OK!" I said.
"We'll have to leave on Friday instead of Saturday, because next time you're going farther away."
"You mean the retreat will be in a different place?"
"Yes, My Child. Different place; different people."
"Will Caitlyn and Brenda be there?" I asked.
"I don't think so. It might be just you, or there might be another girl or several girls. I don't know who all will be at your next retreat. I'm just going to drive you part way." Now think about what you did, Lisa, and then I'll say the prayer to forgive you before we get back to the city."
First I remembered that this morning, right after our baths, that Ginny and Mrs. Zee let me help them lubricate Caitlyn's bottom. Caitlyn wanted me to put two fingers in her bottom at the same time! She said it felt really good. She came when I was pushing two fingers in and Mrs. Zee rubbed the vibrator around on Caitlyn's clit. I bet they could hear her moaning all the way outside. That's the nice thing about being in the country - we can be really loud when something feels good.
And I thought about all the men, and their things. To my surprise they were all different. I liked looking at them and touching them. Some I couldn't even get the whole tip in my mouth - like Charles and Mr. Zee, but I could put my mouth over the whole tip and part way down on Mr. Ex and the other men. They were all real nice and let me look at them and touch them.
Then I started thinking about the trips to the hot tub or the other cabin with one or two of the men and we were dressed like Indians with a little leather flap in front. It was funny because my flap didn't even reach down to my pussy, and the men's flaps were off to the side because they had erections - at least on our way out to the cabin. Their flaps were hanging down in front on the way back to the main cabin though. It's funny that their erections got little so fast right after they squirted in my mouth, or on my face or chest or tummy. I like to watch them shrink up, and then try to get another drop. I wish I could tell my cousin that I'm one of the girls who really likes the taste of cum, but I'm not supposed to tell anybody about what we do on the retreats. I'll just tell them I read, pray, and do other types of penance. That's what I especially like: the "other types of penance."
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